Chapter 290: Messy Situation
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It couldn’t be a power outage.
In such arge-scale entertainment venue, a power outage would be a joke.
Downstairs in the casino, countless gamblers were betting and shaking dice. If the power went out, even for just a second, the gamblers wouldn’t let it go.
But this darkness reminded Purple Summers of someone…
The lights went out for only a few seconds. The room quickly returned to brightness.
Everyone looked at each other, confused, and temporarily forgot about the matter of boys confessing their love moments ago.
At this moment, three or five uniformed waiters entered the room from outside. One of the managers politely said to them: “I apologize. We found a short circuit hazard here which requires temporary maintenance. We have prepared another luxury private room for our guests. We hope you will be satisfied.”
The students felt disappointed, but the maintenance was for the safety of the guests. So, everyone picked up their belongings and left the private room one after another.
After Purple Summers came out, she saw Zack Wace not far away.
She knew what was going on, and she said to Jane McCain and Zara Jameson beside her in an indifferent tone: “You guys go ahead, I need to go to the bathroom.”
Purple Summers was very calm. She knew that even if she didn’te out, he would find various ways to get her out. Instead of that, why not go find him herself, so as not to make her ssmates suspicious, which would eventually embarrass her.
Zack Wace saw Purple Summers leave the group of students and immediately followed her.
At the corner, Mr. King’s stern face suddenly copsed and said bitterly, “My dear grandmother, how did you end up here? Master Xander couldn’t get in touch with you and threw such a big temper tantrum.”
Purple Summers had left her cell phone and location ne at home, making it impossible for Alexander Summers to get in touch with her.
She emotionlessly asked, “Why did youe back early?”
“The business was finished, and Master Xander has been constantly worrying about you. He couldn’t think of food or drink. We had toe back early.” Zack replied, singing Alexander’s praises.
Purple Summers listened absently, showing no response and appearing indifferent.
Zack Wace led Purple Summers to see Alexander Summers.
In the ck-decorated room, the atmosphere was stable and solemn, emitting a cold and hard aura like its owner.
Alexander Summers sat on the leather sofa and smoked. The smoke wrapped around his handsome face, making it gloomy and charming.
On the coffee table in front of him was aptop disying the private room where Purple Summers had just been.
Next to theputer were keys, a cell phone, a ne, and a handgun.
These were all things he had left for Purple Summers.
Alexander’s deep ck eyes looked over–
As their gazes met, the atmosphere in the room became silent and eerie.
Zack Wace tactfully withdrew, closing the room door.
Alexander Summers coldly stared at Purple Summers, his eyes full of gloom. After a long time, he uttered two words in a deep voice: “Come here.”
Purple Summers stood still, not moving.
Alexander took a deep drag of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled as if soothing some emotion.
He put out his unfinished cigarette in the ashtray, then stood up, strode forward, and grabbed Purple Summers’ wrist, pulling her to the edge of the sofa. Suddenly, he leaned over and pressed down–
He fiercely kissed her lips, then bit her delicate jaw and white neck.
“You need to be taught a lesson!” His spiteful words burst through his teeth, his kisses fierce and violent.
“Who’s that boy? Does he have a death wish?”
Alexander Summers was furious.
A ball of rage burned in his chest, searing his internal organs.
He had eagerlye back early, but there was no warmth or sweetness to greet him. Only Purple Summers and another boy flirting with each other!