Chapter 272 - 272 Graves Family
Lester smiled as he replied, “Ms. Summers is as pure as ice and snow, with the bearing of a renowned lady. Mr. Summers is too modest.”
These words were not only praise for Purple Summers but also a compliment to the upbringing of the Summers Family. Dylan Summers was delighted to hear their words, his face glowing with pride.
Purple had little interest in this type of socialization, and said indifferently, “I need to change my clothes and inform my mother before I go out. Please wait a moment, both of you.”
She turned around and walked away.
Both Marcel Jefferson and Lester Williams were stunned at the same time.
They had been wondering why a servant had to go outside to get Purple, and now, seeing her walk out, they realized that her residence was not here.
For a moment, Dylan Summers’ face did not look so good, feeling embarrassed.
“Purple’s mother likes peace and quiet, so she lives in the villa at the back of the garden. It’s a serene environment, unlike the hustle and bustle of people coming and going here.” Dylan Summers smiled as he explained.
His explanation was quite far-fetched, and regardless of how much one liked peace and quiet, there was never any justification for a grown-up daughter to live separately.
Given Purple’s background as an adopted daughter, both Lester and Marcel knew what was going on and wisely chose not to question it aloud.
Dylan Summers felt embarrassed.
He did not want outsiders to think that the Summers Family was harsh in their treatment of their adopted daughter.
However, this slight embarrassment quickly dissipated when Purple returned, and Dylan was almost boiling with excitement at the thought of connecting with the Graves Family!
…Before they left, there was a small episode.
Yolanda Summers somehow learned of the news and hurriedly came down from upstairs.
Without saying a word, she grabbed Purple’s arm and said affectionately, “Purple is young and going to meet Young Master Graves alone. How can people rest assured? Let me accompany Purple!”
Yolanda had her hair done and was wearing light makeup, with a pair of diamond tassels earrings that sparkled brightly, making her face even more exquisite and beautiful. She was dressed in a camel-colored cashmere waistcoat, along with high-heeled boots that accentuated her figure.
Compared to Purple’s carefully wrapped down jacket, it was evident that Yolanda had put effort into her appearance.
Lester glanced at Purple unconsciously.
He didn’t mind her taking a female companion, after all, Purple was only a 16- year-old girl, and her going out with two grown men was indeed somewhat improper. However, the final decision was still up to Purple.
Though Dylan wished his daughter could visit the Graves Family, he was more worried about upsetting Lester and frowned, “Nonsense, Purple is going to meet Young Master Graves for important matters, what are you going there for?”
Yolanda’s smile became strained as her father scolded her in public, but she still held onto Purple’s arm stubbornly.
She couldn’t miss such a rare opportunity to meet Young Master Graves!
Purple’s eyes flickered, and she faintly smiled at Dylan, “Brother, let Yolanda come with me. I’m a bit nervous about meeting Young Master Graves alone.” Dylan’s face instantly showed a gratified smile, forgetting how annoying and ungrateful Purple had been to him before. In this moment, he thought Purple was sensible, well-educated, and considerate of her family’s feelings! He couldn’t be more satisfied with her!
Yolanda was secretly delighted, thinking: at least she still has some self- awareness and remembers her last name is Summers!
The party of four got into Mr. Williams’ car.
Purple, with a faint smile on her lips, silently withdrew her arm from Yolanda’ s grasp.
Yolanda was in high spirits at that moment and didn’t take it to heart, happily getting into the car.
The car drove smoothly and swiftly, soon reaching their destination.
The Graves Family’s main residence was not in Clearwater City, but being one of the three most prosperous cities in Huaya, they naturally had a luxurious garden villa in Clearwater that was exceptionally refined and lavish.
After seeing Alexander Summers’ manor and castle, Purple was mostly unimpressed when looking at such mansions.
They walked along the bluestone road, and every few meters, they could see a security guard patrolling, showing stringent precautions.
From afar, they heard a woman’s voice, “Who has come to visit our house?”