Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 368

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: He Raised It

Alexander’s face darkened suddenly.

Before he could get angry, the second young master hurried over and grabbed the hysterical Bella Foster.

“Bella, go home. My brother is in a bad mood today, please listen to me…” Gerald Graves dragged Bella Foster out of the room, fearing she might say something even more outrageous in her impulsiveness.

The people of the Graves family knew that Alexander Graves only appeared to be gentle and cultured, but in reality, he was ruthless and unfeeling.

Although Gerald didn’t like Bella Foster either, after all, she was a childhood playmate, and he didn’t want to see her confront Alexander and lose her life for nothing.

After Gerald arranged for someone to take Bella Foster away, he came back to see his elder brother sitting in the living room, smoking.

Gerald approached with a smile and asked, “Bro, do you really like that Purple Summers? She’s so young.”

Alexander let out a puff of smoke and glanced at him, “How young? The old master’s latest fancy is only a few years older.”

Gerald was taken aback, then realized Alexander was serious about it; otherwise, he wouldn’t be arguing about age.

“Bro, are you serious?” The second young master put away his frivolous attitude and sat down seriously, “Think about it, Purple Summers isn’t bad, but her status is too low. You’ll be the head of the Graves family in the future, and many people are eyeing the position of the lady of the house. We should look for someone who can provide us with support.”

Alexander smiled and said, “It’s too early to discuss this; don’t worry about it.”

He then got up, went upstairs, and returned to his room.

The second young master was left alone in the living room, pondering the meaning of Alexander’s words…

After some thought, he slapped his forehead and sighed, “Why do I care? With my brother’s status and conditions, any woman would be his for the taking. It’s not like he has to marry her; he can just keep her by his side…”

After the winter break, Purple Summers no longer had to attend school. She and Aria Jackson set a date for their trip to Peachwater Village and spent the rest of their time at home, preparing for the New Year with Atra Blanc.

This year, they were going to celebrate the New Year on an island, and Atra wanted to prepare the gifts in advance. Although every year, the gifts sent back to the Blanc family were rejected and thrown away.

Mother and daughter busied themselves in the small Western-style house, while the villa in the front was busier than usual.

Dylan Summers had specially invited a housekeeper at a high price for the New Year’s banquet. He was finally free from trivial household chores and no longer worried about organizing the party.

With the housekeeper, the house was finally well-organized, and Dylan Summers felt much more at ease.

Alexander was also very relaxed lately, not going out much, and spending every day at home, playing with birds, walking snakes, and teasing his sister. He was enjoying himself.

“You’re missing a swimsuit.” One day, Alexander rudely rummaged through his sister’s wardrobe and picked out clothes for her island vacation.

Purple was sitting in a chair with her legs propped up, playing with a tablet computer and looking up the history of Peachwater Village.

“I don’t swim, so I don’t need a swimsuit,” she replied nonchalantly.

Ever since Laura pushed her into the lake last time, she had developed a fear of water. She even dared not to bury her head too deep when taking a bath.

Purple wondered if this was a conditioned reflex? Whenever she encountered a situation similar to her death, her soul would leave her body.

Alexander picked out a few skirts suitable for the hot seaside weather.

“Get up and stand straight,” he said, lightly patting Purple’s bottom.

“What now?” Purple said unhappily as she stood up. “Stop messing with me, or I’ll call mom.”

Alexander held the skirt against her body to estimate the size, thought for a moment, and asked, “Purple, did you grow taller?”

Purple was slightly startled. Had she grown taller? She hadn’t noticed.

Alexander’s thin lips curved up, pleased, “You’ve grown taller and older, and soon you’ll be a grown lady.”

Upon hearing this, Purple’s mouth twitched slightly.

Why did his words sound so awkward? It’s not like he was the one who raised her!