Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 930 - The So-Called Good Play_1

Chapter 930: Chapter 930: The So-Called Good Play_1

Chapter 930: Chapter 930: The So-Called Good Play_1

Mr. Ghost Hayes cowered in place, silent, his eyes rolling about in their sockets, his gaze flickering.

Although he looked somewhat sordid, he was after all an elderly man who had lived over half a century. Purple Summers thought that punching and kicking him was really disrespectful to his age, so she acted as the peacemaker and tugged on Alexander Summers, “Shall we talk inside?”

Alexander, however, wrapped his arm around her and walked back, waving his hand, “It’s too late today, let’s lock him up for now, and talk tomorrow.”

Manager Charles hesitated and looked towards Purple Summers.

The people sent by Christopher Simonson were essentially different from those of Zack Wallace.

They were all trained guards with military backgrounds, most with a military background, so they were very much by the book.

Illegal confinement was certainly against their principles.

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But the face of her own man was important, so Purple Summers quickly said, “Right, lock him up! This man… uh, he owes us a lot of money, and we need to have a good talk with him tomorrow!”

At the end she added, “Take him to the room near the tulip garden.”

There was a small house near the tulip garden where Mrs. Douglas used to live—an accommodated place with all living necessities, so it wouldn’t be too bad for Mr. Ghost Hayes to stay there.

The bodyguard took Mr. Ghost Hayes away, and Purple Summers hurriedly asked Alexander, “How did you find him?!”

“There are only so many places that Damian Howard uses to hide people — I could find them with my eyes closed,” Alexander Summers said with a disdainful tone and was quite arrogant.

Purple Summers asked again, “But you had Jerome Howard catch him, won’t Damian Howard harm him if he finds out?”

“I told him to hide,” Alexander Summers ruffled Purple Summers’ hair and laughed, “There’s going to be a good show tomorrow. Just wait and see.”

Purple Summers was filled with doubt.

But since Alexander was deliberately keeping her in suspense, Purple Summers couldn’t get any clear answers and had no choice but to close her eyes and sleep until dawn.

When daylight arrived, there was one less person beside the bed.

Alexander was not there.

Purple Summers broke out in a cold sweat.

“Where is he?!” Purple Summers asked the steward.

Cedric Spencer said, “Mr. Summers left before dawn, he didn’t say where he went.”

Purple Summers couldn’t help but get angry, “Didn’t you send a few people to follow him?! What if something happens!”

Manager Charles remained silent.

Having followed Purple Summers for a while, he had recognized that she was usually gentle and compliant, never made a fuss over anything, but whenever it came to that man, she turned into a tigress who had lost her cub, frantically anxious.

“Miss, Mr. Summers didn’t want us to follow him,” Manager Charles said.

Purple Summers was agitated and grabbed her phone to call Alexander.

Fortunately, the call was answered after only two rings.

There was a loud wind noise from Alexander’s side, buzzing loudly.

“Where are you?” Purple Summers guessed and asked, “By the river?”

“You’re awake?” The voice of Alexander Summers contained laughter, and then he seemed to speak to someone else, saying, “… Mmh, she’s really clingy, can’t leave me for a second.”

Purple Summers, teased, instantly blushed and wished she could smash her phone!

Just then she heard Alexander Summers affectionately say, “I’ll be back soon, wait for me at home, be good.”

Purple Summers hung up the phone, flustered and annoyed.

Looking up again at Manager Charles wearing a puzzled expression, Purple Summers turned her face away and muttered, “It’s nothing, you can go.”

Ever since Alexander Summers lost his memory, he had never left her side, and this sudden departure made Purple Summers suspect he was up to something.

Thinking of the “good show” Alexander Summers had mentioned the day before, Purple Summers was both curious and worried. She thought carefully, felt somewhat uncertain, and once again picked up her phone to check the news of the day.

Indeed, she discovered the so-called “good show” —

A scandal had broken out in the Howard Family: Jerome Howard had disappeared.

That was not the big news; the key point was that an anonymous source claimed that the family head of the Howard Family was selecting talented youngsters from the younger generation, wanting to use some sort of forbidden ritual to find a suitable body for himself.

Jerome Howard had learned of this news, which was why he had been so frightened that he went into hiding.