â¦Make a phone call? To whom?
Jade Carlson was stunned, looking down at her phone screen, where the contact list showed the name Purple Summers!
She was confused. This matter had nothing to do with Purple Summers, so why did Nathaniel Summers want her to tell Purple?
âNathaniel, if this gets out, those people wonât let me offâ¦â Jade Carlson hesitated.
Nathaniel Summers smiled, took the phone back, dialed another number, and handed it to her, âThen make this call, how about that?â
The phone screen glaringly showed the emergency number.
Jade Carlsonâs back went cold, and she dared not harbor a sliver of hope, her voice trembling, âIâll make the call⦠Iâll call Purple Summersâ¦â
Jade Carlson dialed Purple Summersâs number.
From the phone came the monotonous ringing: BeepâBeepâ
Time trickled away, each ring of waiting felt unbearably long.
For a long time, no one answered the call.
Jade Carlson cautiously looked at Nathaniel, âMaybe⦠maybe sheâs already asleepâ¦â
Nathaniel Summers knew that Purple Summers was not at home tonight.
And Alexander Summers was not there either.
Just the thought of these two people, possibly sharing a bed right now, even becoming physically intimate, made Nathanielâs heart feel as if it had been slashed open, oozing with pus of hatred!
He hated them so much!
What had he done wrong? Why was he being treated like this!
âIf the call doesnât go through, keep calling!â Nathaniel Summers said with hatred in his voice, âCall until she answers the phone!â
Jade Carlson, panicked and frightened, dialed Purple Summersâs number a second time after getting no response.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
This time, Purple Summers finally picked up the call.
Her voice was filled with heavy drowsiness, as if she was still not fully awake from her sleep, ââ¦Hello?â
âPurple, Purple Summers.â Jade Carlson swallowed nervously, her voice shaking, âI⦠I have something I need to tell you.â
ââ¦Jade Carlson?â Purple Summers became a bit more alert; her tone was one of surprise, as she had not expected Jade Carlson to call her in the middle of the night.
Purple Summers asked suspiciously, âWhatâs the matter?â
âYou were investigating Suzanne Saundersâs death before, werenât you?â Jade Carlson said, âYou guessed right, she was murdered, I⦠I tampered with her medicine, it wasnât the medicine from Nathaniel Summers, I switched it!â
âWho told you to switch the medicine?â Purple Summersâs sleepiness was completely gone, she sat up from bed and demanded, âWhy are you suddenly telling me this?â
âIt wasââ Jade Carlson was about to speak when there seemed to be someone instructing her on the other end, but the voice was not clear.
Purple Summers furrowed her brows and pressed, âJade Carlson? â¦Hello, hello?â
âPurple Summers, do you really want to know? Come to the Summers Residence now, and Iâll tell you face to face.â Jade Carlson suddenly changed her tone, âItâs unclear over the phone.â
Having said that, she hung up the call.
Purple Summers held the phone that had ended the call, staying in a daze for a long while before snapping back to reality.
Alexander Summers asked her what was wrong.
âJade Carlson called me, said she had something to tell me.â Purple Summers murmured in confusion, âStrange⦠why would she suddenly tell me this? Could something have happenedâ¦â
Alexander Summersâs deep black eyes fixed on her, asking, âOh, did she say what it was?â
âShe said it wasnât clear over the phone, and that I should go back to the Summers Residence now.â Purple Summers felt the matter was very unusual, âJade Carlson must be in trouble.â
âGo back to sleep, sheâs at the Summers Residence, she canât get away anyway.â Alexander Summers gently stroked her hair, saying lightly, âWe can go back tomorrow and ask her.â
Purple Summers thought for a moment, nodded, and lay back down to sleep.
It was too late now, and the mansion was particularly far from the city, it would be two in the morning by the time she got back, better to ask tomorrow.
After all, Jade Carlson was eager to marry into the Summers family, she definitely wouldnât run away.
Alexander Summers wrapped Purple Summers in his arms, kissed the top of her head, and whispered softly, âGoodnight, baby.â
Purple Summers smiled, pinching his cheek, âGoodnight, sweetheart.â
Alexander Summers chuckled.
But after the laughter, a subtle shade of melancholy flickered in the depth of his eyes.