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Purple Summers turned her head to dodge, and his kiss landed with a smack on her cheek.
She was furious!
She couldnât fight off Alexander Summers by force; pleading for mercy wouldnât move him! Trying to reason with him nicely was like playing the lute to a cow!
â This scoundrel! Rascal! Hooligan! Bastard!!!
Purple could only think that no insults in the world could adequately express Alexanderâs wickedness!
Her angry, puffed-up appearance in Alexanderâs eyes was somehow alluring.
A slightly puffed rosy face like a sunset, bright eyes made even brighter by anger, even her clenched lower lip appeared softer and more tenderâ¦
Alexanderâs eyes darkened, suppressing his emotions silently.
This young girl was obviously very repulsed by him, and he didnât want to push her too hard.
Purple, there will be plenty of time in the future.
With this thought, Alexander patted her affectionately on the head and did not make any excessive moves. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Atra Blanc quickly handled the discharge formalities, and Purpleâs condition was good enough that she could leave the hospital after an overnight observation.
Purple closely followed Atra, staying by her side to guard against certain pesky harrassers.
Alexander chuckled.
Little did she know, the more she hid and dodged like this, the more intriguing it would be to a man.
Just as the family was about to leave, Dylan Summers hurried over with an anxious expression.
He walked into the ward, and upon seeing Purple, a smile spread across his face: âPurple, are you being discharged?â
Not waiting for a response, Dylan continued, âI heard about yesterdayâs incident. Laura is becoming more and more unreasonable! Jokes should have limits. Fortunately, Purpleâs alright!â
Atraâs face turned pale upon hearing this. Although she usually appeared naive, she could still hear the clear bias in Dylanâs words.
âHow can you call it a joke?â Atraâs eyes welled up with tears, âShe pushed Purple into the water! If it werenât for Alexanderâs timely rescue, my Purple would haveâ¦â
âMom, my big brother is just trying to make this situation less serious due to his professional habit. You donât need to take it to heart,â Alexander leaned against the bedside, speaking casually, âWhether it was a joke or an attempted murder, the police will figure it out. We shouldnât be concerned.â
Dylanâs expression shifted as he looked at Alexander, his tone heavy: âFourth brother, the Summers Family is at a critical and precarious moment. We are all one family and should unite in facing adversity. I feel terrible about what happened to Purple. After all, I was busy with work and neglected disciplining my own children. If you want to blame someone, blame me! I will do my best to make up for it. Why involve the police? Our other sibling had just passed away not long ago and causing trouble like this would give the media something to gossip about with our family!â
As he spoke, he turned to Atra, his expression even more earnest. âThe old master only has these two granddaughters, Laura just turned 17, and she still has a long road ahead of her. Youâve watched her grow up. Can you really bear to ruin her future? We all bear the Summers name. Whatever the issue, we can sit down and discuss it patiently. Why must we let everyone know about it? I believe Purple is a kind and sensible girl; she wouldnât want to see our family fall apart.â
Purple didnât know what Alexander and Atra were thinking, but after listening, she wanted to give Dylan a thumbs up!
â Truly worthy of being the director-general of the Justice Bureau! He moved with emotion and appealed to reason, his eloquence was top-notch!
Purple secretly glanced at Atra and saw that she was indeed moved.
Atra was kind-hearted and weak-willed, a perfect example of someone who would swallow her pride and maintain peace. She was no match for Dylan in any negotiation.
At that moment, Alexander spoke: âAsk Purple. Sheâs the victim here. How this issue should be resolved, itâs up to her.â
As his words fell, everyoneâs gaze turned to Purple..