Chapter 776: Chapter 776 Negotiation_1
Alexander Sumrs promised Purple Sumrs that he would remove Nathaniel Sumrs’ hypnosis.
The original hypnotist had already returned overseas, and it took so effort for Alexander’s people to re-establish contact.
Recently he’d been busy taking care of Purple Sumrs and paid no attention to the Howard Family’s affairs, which perfectly portrayed a non-contending deanor and greatly eased the minds of Damian Howard’s people.
Purple Sumrs asked Alexander Sumrs, “It’s been such a long ti, is the hypnotist confident?”
“Confident or not, we won’t know until we try,” Alexander didn’t care about this matter at all. His only responsibility was to bring the person back, to give Purple Sumrs so peace of mind. As for Nathaniel’s fate, Alexander wasn’t interested.
The only warmth and tenderness in his heart were for her, the rest was all cold and hard.
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Purple Sumrs pondered for a mont, then said, “I’ll go talk to Nathaniel.”
“What’s there to talk about?” Alexander frowned and said indifferently, “Just send soone to tell him. Whether he goes or not is up to him.”
“No, I must go myself,” Purple Sumrs grabbed Alexander’s hand, pleadingly said, “Trust , I know my limits. This matter ans sothing different to .”
Alexander was irritable and, after a silent mont, said, “I’ll go with you.”
Purple Sumrs didn’t refuse; she knew Alexander didn’t want her to have too much contact with Nathaniel, but the thought of Alexander and Nathaniel eting in person made her feel uneasy.
Would Nathaniel think Alexander was there to flaunt his power?
Bringing along his forr woman, haughtily telling him that he could help lift the hypnosis—it certainly didn’t seem like a gesture of apology.
When they reached the staircase, Purple Sumrs asked Alexander to wait here for her and went to Nathaniel’s room alone.
Nathaniel’s room was actually the marriage house he once shared with Suzanne Saunders. She still rembered its luxurious elegance, a complete set of white oak furniture, a giant wedding photo of the two of them hanging on the wall, paired pillows on the bed, paired slippers underneath, and matching toothbrush cups and towels in the bathroom—all personally selected by Nathaniel.
Back then, he’d promised her the happiest life, but now everything had changed.
Purple Sumrs knocked gently on the door.
The door opened halfway, and Nathaniel stood behind it, wearing black silk pajamas. The satin reflected a cold light, giving him an air of decadent nobility and decline.
Nathaniel saw Purple Sumrs, and a flicker of surprise crossed the depths of his eyes.
“What are you here for?” he asked.
Purple Sumrs made her voice as calm as possible, “The psychiatrist who hypnotized you originally has been found. If you agree, I’d like to arrange a eting for you, so he can lift the hypnosis.”
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow slightly, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, “Alexander’s arrangent?”
There was nothing to deny, and Purple Sumrs nodded.
“How can I be sure this isn’t one of his tricks?” Nathaniel’s voice was cold and sarcastic, “Maybe he wants to hypnotize again?”
Honestly, given Alexander’s malicious nature, he quite possibly could hypnotize Nathaniel again. In this regard, Alexander truly had a notorious record, leaving even Purple Sumrs unable to confidently rebut.
Purple Sumrs pursed her lips tightly and took a silent breath.
“It won’t be,” she suppressed all emotion and said tranquilly, “he has already got what he wanted; there’s no need to do that anymore.”
Alexander’s actions were just to snatch a woman, and now that he had achieved his goal, there was no need to make things difficult for Nathaniel anymore.
This was the truth.
But to Nathaniel’s ears, it sounded exceedingly harsh, as if mocking his past helplessness and incompetence.
Nathaniel stepped back half a step and opened the door a bit wider, saying, “Co in and talk, then.”
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