Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 1018

Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Compassionate _1 Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018: Compassionate _1 Purple Summers knew the ins and outs of the situation and fell silent for a good while.

She had not anticipated that things would evolve to this extent.

At that time, after she won the lawsuit, she returned to Clearwater and stopped paying attention to the matter. She also disregarded the tumult on the internet.

Because back then, Alexander Summers was missing, presumed dead, she faced threats from Damian Howard, needed to be wary of Nathaniel Summers, and shortly after, Atra Blanc disappeared, Alexander Summers lost his memory; a series of accidents left her no time to cope, so how could she possibly have cared about the aftermath of that case?

Even if she wanted to, could she have silenced everyone on the internet?

The final outcome was this: from a lawsuit, Purple Summers gained fame and wealth, while Silas Jaxon fell into the lowest ebb of his life.

He was not killed by Purple Summers, yet he died because of her.

There are four great sorrows in life: to lose one’s mother in childhood, father in youth, spouse in middle age, and children in one’s later years.

—-In childhood, the mother’s nurturing is most needed; in youth, one cannot do without the father’s guidance; in middle age, one supports the family hand in hand with their spouse; and in the latter years, one only hopes for the happiness and well-being of their offspring.

Having reached middle age, Victoria Morrison lost her husband, and it was impossible for her not to harbor hatred.

Especially whenever news about Purple Summers appeared on the internet or on television, this hatred would continue to ferment and intensify.

Purple Summers silently let out a sigh in her heart.

Alexander Summers said, “I can’t step in on this matter; it might be best to have a talk with Christopher Simonson. Let him speak to the dean about the situation. Victoria Morrison’s current state is clearly unsuited for continuing to teach.”

“Let it go…” Purple Summers, leaning on him, gently shook her head, “She has already apologized to me; let bygones be bygones.”

Alexander Summers didn’t speak, seeming to have no intention of pursuing the matter further.

This was somewhat unusual.

The devilish president turning into a Buddha?

Purple Summers propped herself up on her elbow and studied Alexander Summers’s face intently, “You wouldn’t take revenge on her behind the scenes, would you?”

Alexander Summers couldn’t help but laugh: “What kind of trouble could I give her?”

Purple Summers said earnestly, “Although Victoria Morrison is sharp-tongued and a bit cruel with her words, she hasn’t really caused me much harm. We don’t need to be so petty. After all, she is a teacher, and being too harsh on her would not bode well for my reputation either.”

Alexander Summers stroked her head, “Yes, you’re right.”

But Purple Summers was taken aback and felt even more curious. Alexander Summers was actually letting Victoria Morrison off so easily – how uncharacteristic. Could it be that he had his moments of soft-heartedness, too?

Alexander Summers had indeed softened.

His subordinates were used to fighting and killing. If they were set on dealing with someone, the notion of ‘a light punishment to prevent further mischief’ wasn’t considered. Usually, it required a bit of bloodshed.

Mr. Ghost Hayes had said that Alexander Summers had done too many things that wore down his moral integrity, and he had become somewhat apprehensive about it.

Afterwarlearning about Silas Jaxon’s predicament and reflecting on Victoria Morrison being around the same age as Atra Blanc, without a husband, children not by her side, all alone…
Alexander Summers felt a surge of compassion.

Now, his life was on a smooth path, having obtained everything he wanted, save for the uncertain whereabouts of Atra Blanc.

…

Purple Summers and Alexander Summers stayed in Clearwater City for two days, taking a flight back to Kingsley on Sunday.

Before leaving, Purple Summers held her crow and snake, finding it hard to part with them.

Alexander Summers said, “If you can’t bear to leave them, then bring them to Kingsley.”

Purple Summers shook her head.

Moving them around would be too cruel for the pets.

Especially Cleo, the python. Despite its size, it was actually much more delicate than the crow. Every time it was introduced to a new environment, there would be a long period when it refused to eat, and the dry climate of the north was really too harsh for Cleo.

“The servants only know how to feed it; they don’t walk it often.” Purple Summers circled Cleo’s thick waist and sighed, “It’s getting fatter…”
Alexander Summers replied, “Isn’t it set free in the house?”

“But after getting fat, it’s too lazy to move.”

“Then starve it for a few meals.”

Purple Summers pursed her lips and hugged Cleo, huffing, “Heartless.”

After a moment of silence, Alexander Summers asked her, “Needs disciplining again?”