Chapter 734: Chapter 734 The Atmosphere Is Really Good_1
“Yolanda?” Alexander Sumrs frowned, showing displeasure. “What does she want to do?”
Purple Sumrs shook her head. “Maybe I’m overthinking it, Mom said Yolanda just had a fight with her boyfriend and was too embarrassed due to her thin skin. But with Yolanda’s personality, what’s there to be embarrassed about? Shouldn’t she be proudly inviting people directly? Maybe even Young Master Fowler’s new girlfriend would be invited.”
After finishing, she thought for a mont and said suspiciously, “I want to have soone follow Yolanda to see who she has been in contact with recently and what she really wants to do.”
Yolanda was likely up to sothing, maybe not targeting Purple Sumrs, but Purple did not want her party ruined by Yolanda’s antics.
Alexander Sumrs found it troubleso and said, “If you’re worried, why not just not invite the Fowler family?”
“Even if I don’t invite them, it doesn’t an the Fowlers won’t co. Yolanda specifically told Mom when I wasn’t ho because she knew Mom wouldn’t refuse,” Purple Sumrs explained. “Besides, there’s Dylan Sumrs. Dylan doesn’t know about Yolanda and Sheldon Fowler breaking up. Maybe he’ll invite them.”
Alexander then felt irritable, with a crease in his brow.
Purple Sumrs placed her hand on his forehead and gently massaged, trying to smooth it out.
Alexander teased her on purpose, his thick brows relaxing and then knitting back together. Purple smoothed them, they furrowed again, and after several repetitions, Purple pinched his face hard.
“Stop wiggling your eyebrows, you tadpole!” Purple Sumrs scolded with a laugh.
Alexander Sumrs embraced her. “The tadpole is down below.”
Purple Sumrs, already numb to his affinity for risqué jokes, grumbled, “Your mouth, I swear…”
Alexander laughed and leaned in to kiss her.
After entwining passionately for a while, Purple Sumrs, breathing heavily against his chest, murmured, “You take care of the Howard Thirteenth issue. He’s lost his mory, and even if he bears no malice towards you, he won’t withstand others’ instigations. Be very careful. Yolanda is just a minor issue. I’ll handle it.”
“Mhm,” Alexander Sumrs kissed the top of her head, “Don’t worry, even if he wants his old position back, the Howard Family has changed so much over the years. It won’t be easy for him to secure his seat again.”
Upon hearing that, Purple Sumrs’s heart sank.
The implication in Alexander’s words was clear—he was preparing to give the position back.
…Indeed, the reason he had taken the position in the first place was to hold it for Howard Thirteenth. Now that Howard Thirteenth had recovered, if Alexander clung to the position, wouldn’t the promises he had made turn into a joke?
Purple Sumrs silently hugged him tighter, saying nothing.
Alexander knew she was worried about him and felt a warmth in his heart. He gently wrapped his arms around Purple Sumrs, feeling as though all worries and troubles were insignificant…
Atra Blanc passed by Purple Sumrs’s room and saw the siblings quietly embracing each other.
Purple’s head was buried in Alexander’s arms, and he was gazing down at her, their affection thick in the air. The atmosphere was so intimate that neither of them noticed Atra standing in the doorway.
Atra sighed silently in her heart: Oh well, I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything…
…
Two days later, one of Alexander Sumrs’s subordinates contacted Purple Sumrs, saying they had caught a few people and had thoroughly interrogated them. They asked for Purple Sumrs to co and take a look in person.
Purple Sumrs admired the efficiency of Alexander’s n. After school that day, she followed them to an old residential house.
The area was filled with illegal constructions, the brick walls marked with large “Demolish” characters. The residents had all moved away, and the nearby area was uninhabited.
Walking past the iron chain-locked courtyard wall, Purple saw three n kneeling inside, all with bruised faces. One of them was injured and bleeding profusely from his arm.
Purple Sumrs instinctively furrowed her brow.
The subordinate explained, “Ms. Sumrs, these scoundrels aren’t honest. They don’t tell the truth unless they see so blood.”
Purple Sumrs nodded and asked the n kneeling on the ground, “The person who bribed you, what did they want you to do?”
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