Chapter 907: Chapter 907 What does it look like_1 Chapter 907: Chapter 907 What does it look like_1 Purple Sumrs had originally felt a twinge of sympathy for Nathaniel Sumrs, but now it was entirely gone.
She only found him an.
When he liked her, he could pluck stars and moons for her; when he loathed her, he couldn’t even tolerate her bird.
“Are they still in the garden?” Purple asked.
Yolanda Sumrs nodded, leading her towards the garden with a resigned tone. “They’re too smart. They stole bread from the kitchen and used it to feed the koi in the ornantal pond. As soon as the fish surfaced, they snatched them up. Ah, each of those fish cost several hundred dollars…”
Purple listened with an embarrassed face, “Calculate how much it is later; I’ll compensate you.”
“No need, just a few fish,” Yolanda quickly gestured.
Purple owed Yolanda a favor, and now with a different status as the president’s daughter, Yolanda had every reason to seek Purple’s favor both emotionally and logically.
They reached the garden and from a distance, they saw a woman standing by a jasmine tree.
Purple, curious, took a second glance. The woman was picking jasmine flowers, her sleeves fallen down to reveal a snow-white and slender forearm, while her other hand held a glass bowl, already half-filled with the fragrant, subtle blossoms.
Purple thought the woman’s clothing looked familiar, like she had owned a similar piece before.
As they approached, the woman turned around, allowing Purple to see her face clearly, and she was rendered speechless.
How… could this be May Francis?
Counting this ti, Purple had t May Francis three tis, each occasion leaving a profound impression.
The first ti, Alexander Sumrs brought May Francis ho for dinner, but things ended on a sour note, and Purple watched May Francis leave in tears.
The second ti, Alexander and a female bodyguard erged from a hotel, only to be confronted by May Francis at the door; that ti, May Francis was heartbroken.
Now for the third ti, May Francis appeared at the Sumrs Residence as Nathaniel Sumrs’ fiancée…
An inconceivable thought crossed Purple’s mind: When she saw May Francis for the fourth ti, would there be an even bigger surprise?
Yolanda, thinking Purple was unfamiliar, explained, “She’s Uncle Three’s girlfriend. He brought her over a few days ago, and she’s been staying here.”
Yolanda spoke dismissively, her lips twisted mockingly as she whispered to Purple, “I don’t know where he found this woman, she doesn’t have any manners.”
At this mont, May Francis also noticed Yolanda and Purple.
Upon seeing Purple, a look of unease crossed May’s face, as if she rembered that Purple was Alexander’s sister.
Yet a faint thrill tingled within her heart.
Because she was about to marry Alexander’s brother.
The thought of becoming the sister-in-law of her ex-boyfriend gave May Francis a bizarre sense of superiority.
“Yolanda.” May Francis greeted Yolanda with a beaming smile.
Yolanda’s smile was forced and perfunctory, “What are you doing?”
“I got bored staying inside, so I ca out for a walk.” May Francis smiled, “The jasmine is blooming so well, I’m planning to pick so to make jasmine flower cakes. Would you like to try them?”
Yolanda was cool, “Thanks, but I’m on a diet recently, and I always find handmade food a bit unhygienic.”
The smile on May Francis’ face froze.
The hostility displayed by Yolanda took Purple by surprise.
She was well-aware of Yolanda’s nature, a person to whom self-interest was paramount. Given that the Sumrs Family’s decisions were now solely determined by Nathaniel, Yolanda should have been ingratiating herself with May Francis, yet Yolanda’s attitude was completely contrary.
On second thought, Purple vaguely understood.
Yolanda was still bitter about the car accident incident—the fact that Dylan Sumrs had abandoned his daughter to save Nathaniel left a thorn in Yolanda’s heart.
Yolanda detested Nathaniel and likewise detested the wife Nathaniel was about to bring into the family.
May Francis left with an awkward expression.
When Yolanda saw her walking away, she remarked coldly, “Putting on that disgusting act all day long, as if she’s afraid n won’t see her!”
“What kind of act?” Purple was confused. She didn’t see anything improper about May Francis’ deanor.
Yolanda tilted her chin up, “Just look at the way she walks, like she can’t keep her legs together.”
Purple: “…”
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