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Purple Summers felt so angry that she didn’t want to see Alexander Summers’ face.

She decisively ended the video call.

Feeling a mix of sadness and anger, Alexander always had the ability to turn her from an elegant and gentle lady into a hysterical shrew.

Once again surveying her own room, Purple felt she couldn’t stay there any longer. She tidied up neatly, picked up her bag, and went to Alexander’s room.

Her previous anger must have clouded her judgment, as she hadn’t realized that the only place in the entire villa without surveillance was probably Alexander’s room!

Atra Blanc went upstairs with the prepared tea and pastries, saw her daughter going back and forth moving things, and couldn’t help but laugh: “Why are you changing rooms again?”

Purple dryly replied with a hum.

Atra Blanc didn’t ask any further, just thinking it was her daughter being playful. She cheerfully put down the tray in her hand and helped Purple switch the bedding, pillows, and daily necessities between the two rooms.

After everything was neatly arranged, Purple noticed an unread message on her phone.

Upon opening it, she saw it was from Alexander. He always talked casually, but when sending text messages, he was concise and not frivolous.

The message was just five words: Rest assured, problem solved.

Purple tilted her head, curious about how Alexander had handled the situation.

Looking at the time of the message, it was only five or six minutes since she had told Alexander, and he was really efficient…

At this time, Nathaniel Summers, holding his phone, had trembling fingers and a bulging blue vein on the back of his hand.

On the phone screen, one by one, the indecent photos made him flip through five or six of them before he couldn’t bear to look any further. He deleted them all!

After controlling himself for a few times, Nathaniel couldn’t hold back and punched the glass-steel desk in front of him with a bang!

The photos were sent by Alexander, and there was no way Alexander would suddenly send these for no reason. Nathaniel could nearly guess what Alexander wanted to do.

He called Alexander.

As soon as the call connected, it seemed as if Alexander had anticipated it, and asked in a low tone: “Received the photos?”

“Where did these photos come from? How many more do you have!” Nathaniel’s voice was low, sounding like it was squeezed out between his teeth.

“I have as many as you want,” Alexander seemed to laugh softly on the other end of the phone. “But why would you want so many? Your own mother’s nude photos would hurt your eyes.”

“Alexander Summers!” Nathaniel was provoked, his eyes turning bloodshot. “Don’t go too far!”

“Whether I go too far or not depends on your attitude, big brother.” Alexander’s tone was indifferent and careless. “Don’t bother Purple again, unless you want these photos to make the headlines the next day.”

Nathaniel was furious: “Have you considered the consequences?! You’ll ruin her!”

“I don’t have enough time to love and cherish her, so how could I ruin her?” Alexander abandoned his earlier frivolity and said coldly, “Big brother, you should stop thinking about these things. I really don’t like people coveting my woman.”

Nathaniel was so angry that he could hardly speak, as Alexander was insinuating that he was coveting Purple!

How could that be?!

He wasn’t so despicable as to have that kind of thought towards his own sister! Moreover, Purple was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl!

“Don’t think everyone is like you!” Nathaniel roared furiously.

Alexander was not the least bit angry and said indifferently: “Is that so? Then that’s for the best.”

Then he hung up the phone.

Nathaniel stared at the phone that had ended the call, leaning back listlessly, feeling utterly powerless.

He didn’t expect Alexander to have those photos…

Nathaniel’s mother was Elder Master Summers’ second wife. She died in a car accident, and a young male model was also in the car. Many people speculated that Mrs. Summers was having an affair with the pretty boy, and Nathaniel and his elder brother had to manage to suppress the matter.

So many years had passed, with no one mentioning it, but who knew that Alexander still had those photos.

“Damn it,” Nathaniel cursed.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.