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So what if itâs an ancient jade with spirituality? Once it angers Master Xander, no matter how precious it is, it will still end up as crushed shattered pieces.
Although Zack Wallace felt it was a pity, he still found an iron hammer and smashed the jade to bits.
Afterward, he casually sprinkled the pieces into one of the flower beds in the Summers Family garden.
When he thought about how he had destroyed such a treasure, Zack Wallace felt quite emotional.
Someone patted his shoulder from behind, and said: âAncient jade is used to ward off evil spirits, which is an offensive type. It neither brings fortune nor gathers wealth, so itâs of no use staying by our side unless weâre mages who specialize in refining little ghosts.â
The one speaking was Hunter Dalton.
Zack Wallace didnât particularly like him, but he found these words comforting. He turned around with a deep sigh and asked Hunter, âHow long will it take for the soul-nourishing technique that you taught me to work?â
Hunter replied: âThe method handed down by our ancestors must be correct, and no one has ever tried it before, so I donât know how long itâll take â it might be three years, or maybe even five.â
Sighâ¦
These mysterious and weird matters were really difficult to handle.
Most importantly, as long as this matter wasnât resolved, Hunter would keep showing up and stealing his thunder. Master Xander would always consult Hunter about everything, and he, Zack Wallace, would simply become a messenger, which was extremely frustrating.
While Purple was sick these days, Laura Summers got sick too.
She got a mental illness.
At first, she locked herself in her room without eating or drinking. The maid thought she was just being moody and didnât care, but told Dylan Summers when he came back anyway.
Dylan was still angry and snorted upon hearing that, saying âLet her be! If she doesnât want to eat, let her starve!â
But Laura actually didnât eat. She cried and laughed in her room, then suddenly screamed that there were ghosts!
Only then did Dylan realize that something was wrong. He had someone open the door, and Laura screamed, repeatedly yelling that there were ghosts. Finally, she was taken to the hospital by several people.
After all, she was his biological daughter, and he couldnât help but feel distressed. To treat his daughter, Dylan spent several days running around, looking for the right hospital. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
With Lauraâs sudden mental breakdown, the Summers Family became the subject of much gossip. The servants connected these events to the recent funerals, Purpleâs near-drowning, and Lauraâs sudden insanity. Many of them became so frightened that they volunteered to resign.
Because of this, Dylan got even more anxious and frustrated.
However, Purple didnât know about any of this, since she was staying in the small western mansion.
She lay lazily in bed recovering, not even bothering to go to school or leave her room much.
Alexander Summers was slowly feeding her soup from a bowl.
âI have hands, you know,â Purple complained. She knew Alexander was kindhearted, but she really couldnât stand his sticky attitude.
Purple was well aware of her condition, that it was merely a minor physical ailment, and her main problem was her poor mental state. She didnât need someone to feed her.
Alexander was determined to continue feeding her, spoonful by spoonful, and took great pleasure in it.
However, he wasnât good at taking care of others. After feeding her a few spoonfuls, the soup had either dripped or spilled, and Purpleâs clothing was quickly wet, smudging with grease.
âItâs disgusting,â Purple said as she pulled at her sticky clothes, feeling like crying, âThis is hard to wash off!â
Unable to bear seeing her look down on him, Alexander put down the bowl and spoon, cupped Purpleâs face in his hands, and gave her a kiss, âIf it canât be washed clean, just buy a new one.â
Purple weakly pushed him away a few times, panting. She was indeed very weak nowâ¦
Alexander stopped, carefully examining her brows and eyes. Although she was still annoyed, it seemed like her rejection had diminished from before.
He felt a little relieved.
He was just about to continue feeding her soup when there was a knock on the door downstairs.
Purple immediately pushed him, âGo open the door.â
Alexander didnât budge, sitting upright with the bowl in hand, âNo need. If nobody opens the door, they will leave on their own.â
Purple couldnât help but laugh and cry, âStop messing around, it might be mom who forgot to bring her keys!â
She couldnât help but think to herself, this guy can be really childish sometimes.