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Three years…

After three years, Purple Summers should be nineteen years old.

Alexander Summers thought to himself that at this age, she could get married.

Although his patience was running out, waiting for three years with anticipation didn’t seem too bad, right?

Alexander looked quietly at the fledgling bird in the basket, a faint smile on his face as if he was amused by something. Sensing this, the chick suddenly opened its beak and let out a shrill, noisy cry!

Zack Wallace was startled and couldn’t help but shudder.

But Alexander just laughed, the gloom in his eyebrows disappearing and his smile wicked and wild, his handsome face so captivating it seemed as if it could push back all the world’s dazzling glories…

Zack Wallace and Hunter Dalton left Alexander’s office together.

Recalling the hearty laugh from Alexander just now, Zack felt a bit stifled.

He glanced at Hunter, sarcastically saying, “Mr. Dalton, you’re so skilled. You managed to please our Master Xander with just a bird. I wonder what product you’ll be pushing next time?”

Hunter smiled, not getting angry. He chuckled, “Mr. King, it seems you’ve been quite irritable lately.”

Zack sneered, “How could I not be? Those old bastards keep fighting over Parrotbeak Bay because of its good geomancy. I have to deal with so many corpses of assassins every day. It’s not only making me irritable but really bad luck too!”

“I didn’t come prepared today, but you can have this small item for now.” Hunter took out an antique bronze coin from his pocket and handed it to Zack, smiling genially. “When you have time someday, feel free to drop by my place. There will surely be something useful for you.”

Zack raised his eyebrows, pinching the bronze coin in his hand while inspecting it, but not seeing anything special.

Hunter bowed his farewell and left first.

“Swindler,” Zack scoffed with disdain. “Treating me like a customer for his sales pitch.”

However…

Zack casually flicked the bronze coin in the air and caught it.

He thought to himself that since the coin was free, it would be no harm to carry it around. Better to keep it just in case.

The next day, Atra Blanc took Purple for dim sum breakfast.

She said that Selene Restaurant had just hired a chef who specialized in Southern Cuisine, and their dim sum was superb.

Purple thought this was interesting and decided to join Atra since she had nothing else to do at home and there was no current news on Henry Jameson’s case.

In the past, her breakfasts were all about convenience; she would pick up a piece of bread or a sandwich from a convenience store. She’d never had a proper dim sum breakfast before.

When they arrived at Selene Restaurant at around eight or nine in the morning, the first floor lobby was already full, showing how many people had come for its reputation.

They had reserved a spot in advance and were led by the waiter to a private room on the second floor.

As they went upstairs, Atra told Purple, “Actually, for having dim sum, it’s best to sit on the first floor. Dim sum was originally a place to rest and chat over tea. Enjoying the food while listening to people’s conversations was what created a great atmosphere.”

She sighed gently after saying this, then continued, “But now people don’t appreciate this anymore. Young people prefer private rooms.”

Purple grinned teasingly, “Mom, this is when I’m positive you’re nearly fifty years old.”

Atra laughed and gently poked her on the forehead.

The private rooms at Selene Restaurant featured a semi-enclosed design, with carved wooden walls and glass bead curtains.

Through the bead curtain, Purple saw someone already sitting in their room, looking surprised.

As she got close, she realized it was Alexander.

Her eyes widened, blurting out, “What is he doing here!”

Atra looked as if it was only natural, “I asked your brother to help us make a reservation.”

While speaking, she couldn’t help but complain, “Nowadays, people like to reserve online with SMS verification and all those QR codes. I couldn’t figure it out, so I had your brother do it.”

The man inside smiled, relaxing in a casual suit. His posture was lazy yet elegant, his features refined and charming. Any woman who saw him would be captivated and find it hard to forget.

However, in Purple’s mind, only the four words ‘suave and evil-looking’ came to mind….