Purple Summers and Alexander Summers turned around and found themselves surrounded by onlookers.
Perhaps it was the music that masked the noise behind them, or perhaps they were too relaxed just then, but neither of them had noticed in time.
Purple Summers felt mortified.
Did she not think sheâd died enough times? To make demands in front of so many people, to the esteemed Howard family head, asking for money to support the family, doing laundry, cooking, and even inviting scolding and beating⦠She really dared to say it!
Now, Purple Summers just wanted to dig a hole on the spot and bury herself! She had never been so embarrassed in her life!
Alexander Summers held her, showing no intention of letting go.
People had seen it all; how could they just concoct a lie to cover it up? Even if they lied, who would believe it?
âWhatâs everyone looking at?â Alexander Summers boldly embraced Purple Summersâs shoulder and said, âHavenât you seen a man pursuing his girlfriend?â
The crowd was left speechless.
âOf course they had, but, theyâd never seen Master Xander pursue someoneâ¦
Alexander Summers thought since they had already performed halfway, might as well continue with the act. He lowered his head and asked Purple Summers, âHow about it, consider letting me be your boyfriend?â
Purple Summers turned red, struggled free from his grasp, and walked away, not wanting to stay another second.
âYouâre leaving?â Alexander Summers followed her leisurely, âIâll take you home. You can keep considering it on the way; Iâm very sincere.â
The two left one after the other, leaving behind a group of people dumbfounded.
It took a while before someone asked in a murmur, âWho is that girl, really?â
During the game, they only mentioned her last name Summers but were unclear about her family background. Now that she had connected with the Howard family, she was likely to rise in fortune.
âShe is quite beautifulâ¦â Another person commented as such.
âCould Master Xanderâs taste be poor?â Gerald Graves came to his senses and rebuked the person who had just spoken, âShallow! Ms. Summers is not only beautiful but also exceptionally smart. Do you know the King of Crime Investigation at the Prosecutorâs Office? Thatâs Allen Rivera, and he has been defeated by Ms. Summers before!â
When it came to Purple Summers, her name was not known to many, but Allen Riveraâs reputation was not small.
Gerald Graves added, âYou know about Prominence Law Firm? Mr. Jefferson, even he calls Ms. Summers âbig sister.â Impressive, isnât it?â
Prominence Law Firm, too famous, had been in the headlines several times.
Then someone mentioned that Purple Summers was the top student at Grey School, consistently at the top of the rankings every year, and was about to take the judicial examination.
Beautiful, smart, capable.
Suddenly, everyone was discussing Purple Summers.
Even the young masters from the Graves Family who had been flattering Violet Nelson were impressed, âTaking the judicial examination at seventeen, she must be the youngest candidate in history, right? What kind of IQ is that? Itâs terrifying!â
âNo wonder she pinpointed the werewolves so quickly when we played the game earlier. It turns out this is her actual job!â
ââ¦Itâs kind of embarrassing, getting killed by us so many times in the game. Good thing she wasnât angry.â
If Master Xander knew what they had done during the game, would he come looking for trouble with them?
Several youngsters seemed to think of this and their complexions turned pale almost in unison. While they felt a shudder inside, they also couldnât help but cast blaming glances toward Violet Nelson.
But this blame was minuscule and not too obvious, for after all, Violet Nelson was a heiress of the Simonson Family, and they dared not offend her either.
Violet Nelson stood in the crowd, her smile barely holding up.
She was born noble and beautiful, raised like a princess since childhood, learning music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and receiving the strictest etiquette training. Even in Kingsley City full of the rich and powerful, she had always been the shining focal point.
How come she became someone elseâs backdrop upon coming to Clearwater, a place full of the smell of copper?
And then there was Roy Howard.
All because of Roy Howard!
Because Roy Howard pursued Purple Summers in full public view, these people started to look at Purple Summers differently!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Violet Nelson burned with resentment.