Chapter 783: Chapter 783 Compromise_1
In the past, Alexander Sumrs was very busy.
So busy that often he wouldn’t be seen for days on end, and for this, he had to lie to Atra Blanc, claiming he was on a business trip out of town.
On the rare occasions he did co back for a few days, it was already quite special, let alone now when he had nothing to do but accompany Purple Sumrs with her winter break howork—it was as if the sun had risen from the west.
Alexander Sumrs brushed aside the hair on her face and said, “I will be very idle in the future.”
“Why?” Purple Sumrs asked.
“Several great-uncles in the family are preparing a grand retirees eting for ,” Alexander Sumrs played with a strand of her hair, finding it cool, smooth, and soft, quite amusing.
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Purple Sumrs, puzzled, asked, “What is a retirees eting?”
Alexander Sumrs explained to her, “You can think of it as… a form of ‘washing one’s hands of the old life’, completely breaking away from the Howard Family to start a new one, and from then on, there will no longer be a Roy Howard in this world.”
A stirring of excitent touched Purple Sumrs’ heart, and she tentatively asked, “Does that an you will be turning over a new leaf from now on?”
No longer committing murder or engaging in unlawful and indisciplined acts?
“Yeah,” Alexander Sumrs teased her deliberately, cupping her small face and nibbling her soft and bouncy cheek, laughing, “I’ve renounced my evil ways and from now on, I will be a law-abiding good citizen. Please, Prosecutor, supervise closely.”
Purple Sumrs was truly delighted, her smile irrepressible, her bright eyes turning with imnse happiness and joy.
“Are you serious about all this?” Purple Sumrs happily wrapped her arms around his neck, “They won’t give you any trouble? What about Damian Howard, and all your past enemies, are they all no problem anymore?”
“Don’t worry, I will handle it,” Alexander Sumrs, with his arm around her waist, glanced at the howork on the carpet, “Have you finished your howork?”
“Winter break howork, how could it be finished that quickly? Let’s do it tomorrow.” Purple Sumrs was in a good mood, clinging affectionately to him, no longer in the mood for howork.
Seeing her so happy, Alexander Sumrs felt a bitter sweetness in his heart.
In all this ti, Purple Sumrs had never laughed. Either she was heavily burdened with worries, or she was shrouded in lancholy, even when she kissed him, her eyes held back tears.
Alexander Sumrs hadn’t realized that his actions had caused her such great pain.
…He should have seen it coming; it’s just that at the ti, the thought of possessing her overpowered everything else.
Alexander Sumrs, holding Purple Sumrs, stood up and walked toward the bedroom upstairs.
Purple Sumrs was slightly taken aback, “What are you doing?”
“Did you think turning from evil to good would be easy?” Alexander Sumrs’ mouth curled into a playful smile, mischievously, “A goddess must purify regularly.”
“…” Purple Sumrs stayed quiet, biting her lip, stealthily reaching to pinch his waist.
Alexander Sumrs laughed out loud, “My waist is strong! Pinch as much as you like!”
Feeling frustrated, Purple Sumrs was nevertheless infected by his laughter and started laughing along, foolishly.
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Sweet days always feel so fleeting. As New Year’s approached, Dylan Sumrs played peacemaker and invited the two brothers out for a reunion dinner.
That was typical of Dylan Sumrs.
If it were just a fight, that would be one thing, but this ti Alexander Sumrs was moving out of the house, completely severing ties with the Sumrs Family,
Alexander Sumrs was relieved, but Dylan, caring about appearances, didn’t want others to know his brothers were at odds, as it would be a loss of face.
With the goal of turning big issues into small ones and small issues into nothing at all, Dylan Sumrs specifically booked a private room at the restaurant and brought along Yolanda Sumrs and Laura Sumrs as well.
Atra Blanc wouldn’t go. Nathaniel Sumrs’ biological mother had tornted Atra Blanc trendously back in the day; sitting together would only remind Alexander Sumrs of old grievances.
As a director-general, Dylan Sumrs knew how to gauge the situation just right.
Purple Sumrs also wanted to go, but Alexander Sumrs didn’t allow it.
He didn’t give Purple Sumrs the slightest chance to see Nathaniel, but he also didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone in the mountain villa. Purple Sumrs thought of a compromise—
“I won’t go in, I’ll just wait for you in the car, okay?”
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