Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

All the drawers were pulled open, and everything on the tables and in the cabinets was thrown on the floor, with trample marks visible.

Purple Summers checked everything and, as she expected, valuable items were not lost, but—

Her medical records, psychotherapy records, and diaries were all gone!

Fortunately, she had handed over those photos to Aria Jackson for safekeeping in advance, or the loss would have been even greater!

This was Dylan Summers’s retaliation.

The demeanor of an official indeed. Smooth and slick with those on the same level or higher, never offending anyone easily.

But for those weaker and lower in social class, they would directly resort to brute suppression! They wouldn’t even bother using cunning schemes.

To Dylan Summers, Purple was just that weak!

An adopted daughter, a sixteen-year-old child—what could she do? Dare to threaten the director-general of the Justice Bureau? Has she gone mad? Dylan Summers could easily crush her in a hundred different ways! Not taking action was his mercy!

Purple speculated that after consulting with a lawyer, Dylan figured out that the evidence she had was troublesome, so he sent someone to destroy it.

This kind of ransacking would most likely lead nowhere, as long as there was no significant property damage, even if reported.

Dylan Summers felt invincible.

Purple thought briefly in her room and immediately went downstairs to the front villa.

She ran there. The short distance made her face break out in a thin layer of sweat, appearing somewhat flustered.

Laura Summers was drinking black tea in the living room.

Her lovely lips blew gently across the amber surface of the tea, then she took a leisurely sip. The sweetness apparently not to her liking, she picked up a delicate pair of tweezers, added a sugar cube to the tea, and stirred without haste—elegant and poised.

That thunderous Laura had moments of such calm and composure!

Purple rushed up to her and blurted out a ridiculous question: “You stole my things! That’s illegal!”

She looked like an infuriated child, glaring at Laura.

Laura smiled, “Illegal? Who saw it? Do you have any evidence? Purple, think before you speak. Don’t be like a mad dog, barking at everyone.”

Since Laura called her a mad dog, Purple became more unreasonable, angrily retorting: “You’re bullying me! Just because you took those things doesn’t mean I can’t do anything. I’ll still sue you! If the court doesn’t accept, I’ll keep suing! I’ll expose you all online! You, your sister, your father, none of you will escape!”

After rambling on, Purple made a move to leave.

But Laura seemed a bit panicked.

Dad said that without those things, Purple would be a harmless little wildcat with her teeth and claws plucked out.

But if this little wildcat started to scream and shout wildly, causing bystanders to watch, even if there was no substantial harm or loss to them, it would make them lose face!

Thinking about this, Laura got up to block Purple’s path.

She scornfully reprimanded her from on high: “Have you made enough trouble?! What do you think you are? An unknown bastard child, and the Summers Family took you in out of pity! But now you’re getting ahead of yourself? Daring to accuse us of abuse and oppression? Purple, know your place! Lowly people should be treated accordingly. What’s wrong with hitting you or scolding you? What’s wrong with pushing you into the lake? Even if I were to skin you, you should still kneel before me in gratitude!”

… Even if they skinned her, she should still kneel in gratitude.

Such cruel words.

Purple liked Laura’s cruelty. If Laura wasn’t cruel, how could she show her own innocence?

Purple smiled slightly..