Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Telephone
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Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Telephone
Translator: 549690339
Purple Summers returned to the small Western house, and Atra Blanc had not returned yet.
It was not surprising, as if Dylan Summers planned to enter the house to look for something, he would definitely find a way to distract Atra Blanc.
Purple took a sponge mop and wiped off the shoe prints on the floor.
If Atra Blanc found out about this, it would only cause her unnecessary worry for no reason.
Atra Blanc was too kind, too weak, and too easily fooled, so when Dylan Summers mentioned that there might have been a thief in the house, Atra would believe him.
Purple didn’t want to add more troubles to her mother.
She mopped the floor in the dining and living rooms on the first floor, then went back to her room on the second floor to clean it up.
She didn’t care much about losing the medical records and the diagnostic record, but she felt a little guilty about losing the diary of the previous Purple Summers.
Just like those fluorescent paintings on the wall, the diary recorded every instance of bullying Purple suffered, as well as her hatred towards the Summers sisters. Dylan Summers would never keep such a thing, so he would definitely destroy it along with all other evidence, making sure to eliminate it completely.
Maybe she should avenge Purple and let Laura and Yolanda Summers taste their own medicine?
Purple pondered seriously.
The time wasn’t right yet… she would wait until she found out the truth, then seek justice for the previous Purple.
After cleaning her room and changing the bedsheets, Purple carried the mop downstairs.
At this point, her cell phone rang.
Only three people knew this phone number: Alexander Summers, Atra Blanc, and Aria Jackson.
Atra Blanc’s phone was on the coffee table, and Aria Jackson had just met with her. It was obvious who was left.
The shadows never left…
Purple muttered, answering the phone.
Upset, she didn’t say anything after pressing the answer button, her eyebrows frowning imperceptibly.
“Purple.” The man’s deep magnetic voice came through the phone, warm and ambiguous.
Suppressing the urge to hang up, Purple asked, “What’s the matter?”
“Did Laura bring someone and take something from the house?” Alexander Summers asked her.
Purple was taken aback momentarily before realizing the situation.
Alexander Summers must have installed surveillance cameras inside and outside the small Western house. He had just checked the surveillance footage and saw someone intruding into the house, so he called to ask about the situation.
…wait a minute.
He could see someone coming in… that meant he could see her too?
He was spying on her?!
Purple’s scalp went numb.
She immediately looked up, searching around to find an inconspicuous pinhole camera.
“Don’t bother looking, or you’ll twist your neck,” Alexander Summers taunted with a low chuckle.
Purple hesitated.
He really could see her! What a pervert!
Alexander Summers casually asked her, “Do you want your brother to avenge you?” His tone was languid and domineering.
“No!” Purple Summers decisively refused.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
When Alexander spoke, Purple was disgusted, but when he remained quiet, she felt anxious. She was afraid that he would do something reckless!
The girl softened her tone and explained, “It’s really not necessary. It’s just some insignificant things, and I’ve already taken care of them.”
She heard faint voices talking on the other end of the line, as if Alexander was telling his subordinates that they didn’t need to go there…
Was he really going to do something to Laura?!
Although Laura was hateful, she was still his niece! They shared the same blood!
Purple shivered, feeling that Alexander was a cold-blooded demon whose actions were entirely based on his whims.
She feared him even more.
After speaking with his subordinate, Alexander continued to instruct Purple, “If you feel wronged, call me and let me know, understand?”
Purple perfunctorily hummed, wanting to end the call as soon as possible.
However, Alexander seemed to want to chat with her, saying, “Purple, you’re dressed very pretty today..”
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Chapter 76: Chapter 76: Telephone
Translator: 549690339
Purple Summers returned to the small Western house, and Atra Blanc had not returned yet.
It was not surprising, as if Dylan Summers planned to enter the house to look for something, he would definitely find a way to distract Atra Blanc.
Purple took a sponge mop and wiped off the shoe prints on the floor.
If Atra Blanc found out about this, it would only cause her unnecessary worry for no reason.
Atra Blanc was too kind, too weak, and too easily fooled, so when Dylan Summers mentioned that there might have been a thief in the house, Atra would believe him.
Purple didn’t want to add more troubles to her mother.
She mopped the floor in the dining and living rooms on the first floor, then went back to her room on the second floor to clean it up.
She didn’t care much about losing the medical records and the diagnostic record, but she felt a little guilty about losing the diary of the previous Purple Summers.
Just like those fluorescent paintings on the wall, the diary recorded every instance of bullying Purple suffered, as well as her hatred towards the Summers sisters. Dylan Summers would never keep such a thing, so he would definitely destroy it along with all other evidence, making sure to eliminate it completely.
Maybe she should avenge Purple and let Laura and Yolanda Summers taste their own medicine?
Purple pondered seriously.
The time wasn’t right yet… she would wait until she found out the truth, then seek justice for the previous Purple.
After cleaning her room and changing the bedsheets, Purple carried the mop downstairs.
At this point, her cell phone rang.
Only three people knew this phone number: Alexander Summers, Atra Blanc, and Aria Jackson.
Atra Blanc’s phone was on the coffee table, and Aria Jackson had just met with her. It was obvious who was left.
The shadows never left…
Purple muttered, answering the phone.
Upset, she didn’t say anything after pressing the answer button, her eyebrows frowning imperceptibly.
“Purple.” The man’s deep magnetic voice came through the phone, warm and ambiguous.
Suppressing the urge to hang up, Purple asked, “What’s the matter?”
“Did Laura bring someone and take something from the house?” Alexander Summers asked her.
Purple was taken aback momentarily before realizing the situation.
Alexander Summers must have installed surveillance cameras inside and outside the small Western house. He had just checked the surveillance footage and saw someone intruding into the house, so he called to ask about the situation.
…wait a minute.
He could see someone coming in… that meant he could see her too?
He was spying on her?!
Purple’s scalp went numb.
She immediately looked up, searching around to find an inconspicuous pinhole camera.
“Don’t bother looking, or you’ll twist your neck,” Alexander Summers taunted with a low chuckle.
Purple hesitated.
He really could see her! What a pervert!
Alexander Summers casually asked her, “Do you want your brother to avenge you?” His tone was languid and domineering.
“No!” Purple Summers decisively refused.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
When Alexander spoke, Purple was disgusted, but when he remained quiet, she felt anxious. She was afraid that he would do something reckless!
The girl softened her tone and explained, “It’s really not necessary. It’s just some insignificant things, and I’ve already taken care of them.”
She heard faint voices talking on the other end of the line, as if Alexander was telling his subordinates that they didn’t need to go there…
Was he really going to do something to Laura?!
Although Laura was hateful, she was still his niece! They shared the same blood!
Purple shivered, feeling that Alexander was a cold-blooded demon whose actions were entirely based on his whims.
She feared him even more.
After speaking with his subordinate, Alexander continued to instruct Purple, “If you feel wronged, call me and let me know, understand?”
Purple perfunctorily hummed, wanting to end the call as soon as possible.
However, Alexander seemed to want to chat with her, saying, “Purple, you’re dressed very pretty today..”
Chapter 76: Chapter 76: TelephoneTranslator: 549690339Purple Summers returned to the small Western house, and Atra Blanc had not returned yet.It was not surprising, as if Dylan Summers planned to enter the house to look for something, he would definitely find a way to distract Atra Blanc.Purple took a sponge mop and wiped off the shoe prints on the floor.If Atra Blanc found out about this, it would only cause her unnecessary worry for no reason.Atra Blanc was too kind, too weak, and too easily fooled, so when Dylan Summers mentioned that there might have been a thief in the house, Atra would believe him.Purple didn't want to add more troubles to her mother.She mopped the floor in the dining and living rooms on the first floor, then went back to her room on the second floor to clean it up.She didn't care much about losing the medical records and the diagnostic record, but she felt a little guilty about losing the diary of the previous Purple Summers.Just like those fluorescent paintings on the wall, the diary recorded every instance of bullying Purple suffered, as well as her hatred towards the Summers sisters. Dylan Summers would never keep such a thing, so he would definitely destroy it along with all other evidence, making sure to eliminate it completely.Maybe she should avenge Purple and let Laura and Yolanda Summers taste their own medicine?Purple pondered seriously.The time wasn't right yet she would wait until she found out the truth, then seek justice for the previous Purple.After cleaning her room and changing the bedsheets, Purple carried the mop downstairs.At this point, her cell phone rang.Only three people knew this phone number: Alexander Summers, Atra Blanc, and Aria Jackson.Atra Blanc's phone was on the coffee table, and Aria Jackson had just met with her. It was obvious who was left.The shadows never leftPurple muttered, answering the phone.Upset, she didn't say anything after pressing the answer button, her eyebrows frowning imperceptibly.Purple. The man's deep magnetic voice came through the phone, warm and ambiguous.Suppressing the urge to hang up, Purple asked, What's the matter?Did Laura bring someone and take something from the house? Alexander Summers asked her.Purple was taken aback momentarily before realizing the situation.Alexander Summers must have installed surveillance cameras inside and outside the small Western house. He had just checked the surveillance footage and saw someone intruding into the house, so he called to ask about the situation.wait a minute.He could see someone coming in that meant he could see her too?He was spying on her?!Purple's scalp went numb.She immediately looked up, searching around to find an inconspicuous pinhole camera.Don't bother looking, or you'll twist your neck, Alexander Summers taunted with a low chuckle.Purple hesitated.He really could see her! What a pervert!Alexander Summers casually asked her, Do you want your brother to avenge you? His tone was languid and domineering.No! Purple Summers decisively refused.There was silence on the other end of the phone.When Alexander spoke, Purple was disgusted, but when he remained quiet, she felt anxious. She was afraid that he would do something reckless!The girl softened her tone and explained, It's really not necessary. It's just some insignificant things, and I've already taken care of them.She heard faint voices talking on the other end of the line, as if Alexander was telling his subordinates that they didn't need to go thereWas he really going to do something to Laura?!Although Laura was hateful, she was still his niece! They shared the same blood!Purple shivered, feeling that Alexander was a cold-blooded demon whose actions were entirely based on his whims.She feared him even more.After speaking with his subordinate, Alexander continued to instruct Purple, If you feel wronged, call me and let me know, understand?Purple perfunctorily hummed, wanting to end the call as soon as possible.However, Alexander seemed to want to chat with her, saying, Purple, you're dressed very pretty today..
