Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 327: 327: Really a Poor Little One

Translator: 549690339

Nathaniel Summers got up too quickly and fiercely, almost knocking over the chair behind him.

Everyone at the table looked at him.

Purple Summers looked at Nathaniel as well, puzzled and confused.

She had been eating with her head down and hadn’t noticed Nathaniel bending down to pick something up. She didn’t know that he had seen her and Alexander Summers holding hands. At this moment, when she saw Nathaniel looking angrily at Alexander, she couldn’t help but wonder: what had Alexander done to provoke such wrath?

Alexander looked back coldly, not even moving his eyebrows.

Nathaniel noticed Purple by Alexander’s side, her delicate and rosy face full of confusion and her clear, bright eyes showing the innocence of a young girl.

She was still so young, yet had been seduced by her brother and fallen into such a humiliating situation. How pitiful!

The world was harsh to women; if the secret got out, people would only talk about Alexander’s promiscuity while accusing Purple of being slutty and filthy at such a young age.

With Laura having been forced to drop out of school and gone insane, the gossip had already started. If something happened to Purple as well…

Nathaniel took a deep breath.

Unlike Alexander, Nathaniel had grown up surrounded by family love and had not been treated badly by a stepmother. He had feelings for the Summers family.

For the sake of family harmony, he could endure to some extent.

Nathaniel decided to deal with the matter privately with Alexander, in as silent and low-key a manner as possible, in order not to hurt Purple.

Regaining control of his emotions, he retracted his anger and sat back down, pretending as if nothing had happened. “I suddenly remembered Laura is still in her room. Auntie Clara, have you brought her food yet?”

He turned his head to ask the servant.

Auntie Clara said she had already brought it to her.

Nathaniel didn’t ask any further and continued to eat.

Purple’s eyes revealed some suspicion.

It seemed to her that what Nathaniel had initially wanted to say was not that. However, what did he want to say originally, and why did he change his mind?

Though Purple did not know why Nathaniel was angry, Alexander understood crystal-clear.

Somehow, he felt a little bit happy, as if fate had finally turned in his favor. Back when he saw Nathaniel holding hands with Suzanne Saunders countless times, displaying affection and intimacy, now it was his turn to gloat.

However, such gloating was somewhat bitter.

He wanted to take Purple’s hand openly in front of everyone and let them know she was his woman! …But he couldn’t, as Purple would only be seventeen after the new year, and she still needed to go to school and respect their social status as siblings…

Alexander thought, if only he could find Purple’s biological parents, these problems would naturally be solved.

After dinner, Alexander and Purple went back to the small western-style building.

Purple received a call from Zara Jameson.

Zara was attending a Christmas party at Jane McCain’s house. The sound of joyful Christmas music and people’s laughter and cheers filled the phone line.

“Jane’s mom ordered an extra-large Christmas cake; it’s a pity you couldn’t come,” Zara knew why Purple couldn’t attend but couldn’t resist calling to ask again, “Can you really not make it? The party will go on until midnight. You could come later.”

Purple’s expression was slightly envious, but she still declined with a smile: “I really can’t go. Take more pictures and show them to me when we’re back at school.”

On the day of mourning, any form of entertainment was considered disrespectful to the deceased.

Although Purple had no blood ties with the Summers family, with Atra Blanc grieving so deeply, it would be inappropriate for her to attend a party and celebrate at this time.

Alexander, who was beside her, thought about how girls loved celebrating Christmas. Once back at school, her classmates would undoubtedly share their experiences of the holiday, talking about the delicacies and laughter at the party. Poor Purple would have nothing to share.

He immediately had an idea in his heart.