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Alexander Summers didn’t feel awkward at all. He was at ease as he casually said, “Oh, I might have remembered incorrectly.”

Misremembered…

Do you realize that your nonchalant excuse almost scared me to death?

Purple Summers lowered her head and continued eating, her tense fingers nearly breaking the spoon.

She wanted to have the water chestnut cake and try the savory crepe, but with Alexander’s eyes following her every move, she felt self-conscious.

—What if he tricked her again?

Maybe she could ignore him and eat whatever she wanted.

…But what if…?

What if among these breakfast dishes there were items that the real Purple would never touch. How would she explain it?

Lying is easy, but constantly covering up those lies is hard. Purple didn’t want to make trouble for herself.

She quietly continued eating her wonton noodles, avoiding all other foods.

Alexander seemed to see through her thoughts. His lips curling into a teasing smirk, his eyes taunting, he looked especially hateful.

Purple surges with irritation!

Atra Blanc’s mood, however, was quite good. To see her children eating breakfast peacefully together gave her great comfort.

As for Purple’s unease, Atra simply took it as her daughter being shy.

The three of them ate and conversed, mostly consisting of a mother’s loving inquiries into her children’s affairs.

When her son’s recent situation came up, Atra couldn’t help but nag again, “You should really find a job. You can’t go on like this forever. If you’re not sure what to do, we might find a training institution to learn something…”

“I have already discussed it with some friends. We are planning to start a company soon.” Alexander replied casually, his eyes lingering on Purple.

“A company?” Atra was surprised.

Her son, who never committed to real work, suddenly said he was going to start a company. She felt uneasy.

“Um… what kind of company specifically?”

Atra looked at her son nervously, fearing he would be led astray into illegal activities by his cohorts.

Alexander replied casually, “A bit of everything.”

He is still looking at Purple.

Purple pretended to eat nervously, avoiding any eye contact with him.

A hint of satisfaction resides deep in Alexander’s eyes, he subtly nudged her under the table with his leg.

Purple jumped up from the table!

She pushed the chair back and stepped back several times, her face turning pale!

“What’s wrong?” Atra jumped, startled.

Purple stumbled over her words, her eyes shifting, then after a while she was able to muster, “I saw a mouse, it scared me…”

She couldn’t exactly say that Alexander’s touch alerted her conditioned reflex like she was once again entangled by a snake!

The sensation of something slithering around her ankle as if still there, made her skin crawl!

“A mouse?” Atra stood up anxiously, looking around, “where?”

Atra was very afraid of creatures like mice and cockroaches. They frightened her and she perceived them as a threat to hygiene.

“It may have run outside.” Purple’s expression was stiff and awkward, she pushed her chair back in place, but she didn’t want to sit down again.

She just wanted to stay far away from him.

This man was unscrupulous and cunning, and the expression in his eyes when he looked at her was like that of a hunter playing with his prey. She must be vigilant!

“Mom, I have eaten enough, I’ll go back to my room now.” Purple gathered herself, trying to remain calm.

The girl’s resistance was clear to see.

Alexander’s dark eyes narrowed, a meaningful smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.

Atra was still looking for traces of a mouse in the dining room. When she heard Purple, she said, “just leave the tableware, I will tidy up later. Your wound is still healing, go upstairs and rest.”

Purple headed for the stairs.

But then Alexander stood up too.

Without a second thought, Purple quickened her pace to avoid the man following her!

The man, taller and with longer strides, easily caught up with her and managed to catch Purple in the corner of the staircase just before she darted into her room.

“What are you doing?!” Purple’s every hair stood on end as she demanded, “Let go!”