Chapter 885: Chapter 885 Vodka_1 Chapter 885: Chapter 885 Vodka_1 Purple Sumrs had originally thought that tracking Clyde Sumrs’ movents and locating his residence through clues shouldn’t be hard,
as long as she found where he lived, all she had to do was arrange for people to surround his house, and Clyde Sumrs would be trapped like a turtle in a jar, unable to escape even if he had wings.
As a result, the n arranged by Cedric Spencer followed him relentlessly, with Clyde Sumrs and Atra Blanc on the move non-stop, nearly shaking them off several tis.
Finally, Clyde Sumrs and Atra Blanc checked into a hotel which was under the na of a travel agency, where only mbers were allowed to stay, and mbership could not simply be bought with money, but had to be earned based on travel mileage with the company, and only after reaching a certain number of miles could one apply.
Purple Sumrs’ people couldn’t get in, so they could only monitor from outside to prevent Clyde Sumrs from escaping.
For Purple Sumrs, this was both good news and bad news.
The good news was that Atra Blanc’s health must not be a big concern.
The bad news was that Clyde Sumrs was with the tour group every day, and her people had no chance to move in.
They couldn’t possibly just snatch Clyde Sumrs away under the watchful eyes of the public.
If that were possible, Purple Sumrs would have called the police a long ti ago, letting the police arrest him would be much more justified; she was being extra careful, mainly considering Atra Blanc’s reputation.
When Purple Sumrs thought about this, she beca anxious, and when anxious, she couldn’t eat or sleep well.
Alexander Sumrs helped her by cutting the snow beef steak on her plate into little cubes, his deanor calm and showing a rare bit of gentlemanliness.
He picked the most fragrant and juicy part of the steak and fed it into Purple Sumrs’ mouth.
Purple chewed and couldn’t help but complain in a whiny and petulant tone, “You are so lucky, forgetting everything, not having to worry about anything.”
Alexander couldn’t help but laugh, “Purple, worrying is useless, he’s clearly doing this to make you fret, and the more anxious you are, the more opportunities you give him.”
“I know…” Purple frowned slightly, “but I’m really worried.”
“Worried about what?” Alexander said, “Maybe she’s there voluntarily.”
If Atra Blanc was there of her own free will, Purple Sumrs’ worries would seem particularly ridiculous, and her tracking of Clyde Sumrs would only cause trouble for Atra Blanc.
Purple Sumrs fell silent for a mont.
Alexander had forgotten everything; if he still rembered Atra Blanc, he would know that with her personality, it would be impossible for her to go with Clyde.
Of course, the reality in front of her was proving that Atra Blanc was there voluntarily.
Clyde wasn’t tying her up or imprisoning her, wherever they went, Atra Blanc always followed Clyde obediently, and no matter how one looked at it, there was no sign of her being coerced.
But, Purple knew this wasn’t normal.
She let Alexander feed her, her mind racing with thoughts. Unintentionally, she was fed a sip of vodka, the fiery liquid burning her throat, causing Purple to choke, her face turning crimson with anger as she punched Alexander!
Alexander patted her back gently, laughing, “I didn’t know you couldn’t drink this, does it hurt that bad? Have so lemon water.”
With that, he brought his own cup to Purple Sumrs’ lips.
Purple, her mouth burning, hurriedly gulped down a large sip! — Only to find it was still vodka!
“Alexander Sumrs!” Purple shouted angrily, “You’re so bad!”
Alexander laughed heartily.
Purple reached to pinch his face, but Alexander quickly dodged away. The two adults acted like children, playing a childish ga of chase around the dining table.
Alexander, tall and with long legs, was uncatchable by Purple.
A sly glint flashed in her eyes as she pretended to stumble with a light “Ah.”
Alexander, agile and quick, caught her in an instant, but in the next mont, Purple clambered onto Alexander, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs tight around his waist, hanging on to the man like a koala and refusing to let go!
“Got you now!” Purple declared triumphantly.
But what was the use of catching him? How could she punish him?
Purple’s eyes twinkled as she imdiately demanded haughtily, “Your punishnt is to drink vodka! Two glasses… no, four glasses!”
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