Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 289
Chapter 289: True Heartfelt Words
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Clearwater is a big city, with several top-notch and lucrative entertainment complexes, all run by the Howard Family, with Walker Royal Hotel being the premier one.
With this in mind, it’s not surprising that Faris Hanson chose this place.
Most of Purple Summers’ classmates were under eighteen, so the hotel, casino, and bars were off-limits to them. Faris booked a luxury karaoke room where they could sing, play board games, and poker. There was even a high-end seafood buffet and alcoholic beverages outside the suite.
As soon as they arrived, the room became lively.
Purple didn’t like singing, so she exchanged several coins and stood in front of the claw machine trying to grab stuffed animals, but every time she grabbed one, it would drop.
Purple didn’t mind; she was just killing time.
Zara Jameson didn’t like being in the thick of things, so she stayed by Purple’s side, watching the stuffed animals sway precariously within the claw before eventually dropping back in. Zara let out a sigh of frustration.
“It’s so hard,” Zara said.
Purple laughed, “It wouldn’t be fun if it were easy.”
At that moment, Jane McCain suddenly ran over from nearby, hugged Zara, and kissed her face hard!
Zara was dumbfounded by the kiss.
“Jane, that’s not fair! Cheating! Cheating!”
“How is it cheating? We agreed to kiss someone we like, and I like Zara! You guys didn’t say it has to be a guy!” Jane replied confidently.
It turned out they were playing “Truth or Dare.”
Apparently, Jane had just chosen Dare.
“Come on, you guys help me out, they’re all ganging up on me, and I’ve been picked twice in a row!” Jane pulled Purple and Zara into the game.
Unexpectedly, the next unlucky person was Purple.
Everyone laughed and asked in unison, “Truth or Dare?”
Purple couldn’t bring herself to publicly kiss someone, even if it were a girl.
“I’ll choose Truth.”
There was a stack of folded slips of paper on the table, and Purple picked one. A classmate grabbed it, opened it, and read with a chuckle, “Tell us what kind of person you want your future partner to be!”
Purple thought for a moment then replied, “Rich.”
“Pfft!”
Everyone burst out laughing.
How could the straight-A goddess be so funny!
“Purple, you can’t answer like that! Everyone here is rich! You need to be more specific!” Jane laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten her waist, completely forgetting that she had just been pranked moments ago.
Purple seriously pondered the question and slowly said, “Very rich…can easily take out an entire box of gold, must know how to dive, be brave…not afraid of a dead body…”
Everyone found her answer strange. Most girls would ask for a well-educated, well-mannered, or gentle and devoted partner.
No one had ever heard of such an odd request like Purple’s, asking for someone who can dive and isn’t afraid of dead bodies.
The straight-A goddess had quite a unique taste.
The game started a new round, and this time the unlucky one was a boy who also chose Truth.
Someone shouted, “What’s the point of everyone choosing Truth? Choose Dare! Choose Dare!”
Everyone began to jeer.
The boy reluctantly chose Dare, but the slip of paper he drew required him to confess his love to the girl he liked.
“No, no,” the boy awkwardly waved his hands, “I don’t have a girl I like.”
“You’re lying!” somebody exposed his secret, “You clearly like Purple!”
Without thinking, the boy blurted out, “But Purple said only those with better grades than hers could pursue her…”
As soon as the words fell, the whole room erupted in laughter.
The boy’s rebuttal had the same effect as a confession.
Purple laughed too, not a mocking laugh, but a laugh appreciating the innocence of youth. Even though she wouldn’t accept his feelings, she believed that pure and transparent emotions, without any hint of self-interest, deserved respect.
Everyone was still laughing and egging the boy on to confess to Purple when the lights in the room suddenly went out.
The sudden darkness caused several girls to scream, “Ah! What’s going on?!”
