Chapter 580: Chapter 580 Purple Summers Looking for Trouble_1


    Judge Dous issued an eviction notice.


    Allen Rivera nced at Purple Summers, puzzled.


    He felt that Purple Summers wouldn’t utter those words without a reason. Now that she had finished speaking, was it all just to end like this?


    Purple Summers still maintained a smile, gentle and serene, not showing the slightest embarrassment.


    “…Reckless, insane—the housekeeper’sments about Mrs. Dous are quite unkind. It seems Mrs. Dous holds such little status in this household.” Purple Summersughed softly, “Surrounding Mrs. Dous with a group of hostile people—is this Mr. Dous’s expression of care? Truly an eye-opener.”


    “You!…” Norman Dous was furious.


    He was a Justice, and many people treated him with the utmost respect. How had he been provoked and ridiculed over and over again?!


    “People with depression are naturally more sensitive than others. If you truly care for your wife, why don’t you rece all the servants? Why leave them in the house to torment your wife?” Purple Summers said.


    The housekeeper was immediately enraged, “You girl, how can you be so malicious?! I have been with the Dous Family for eighteen years! I’ve always behaved properly. Why should I be dismissed?!”


    Norman Dous was also extremely angry, his face ashen as he spoke, “No matter what your purpose or mindset is, I demand you to stop speaking now! The servants of the Dous household are loyal and faithful. I will not dismiss anyone without good reason!”<div>


    “Don’t be angry,” Purple Summers said with a smile. “I also want to help your wife. Perhaps my method makes you ufortable, but I have good intentions. There is no need for you to be so upset.”


    “Respecting others is respecting oneself, youngdy. Not everything in this world is as straightforward and simple as taking a school exam,” Norman Dous said coldly, his demeanor radiating an austere authority.


    He was unclear about the identity of Purple Summers but knew she was one of Grey’s top students, and she was about to take the judicial examination, so he subconsciously thought that she had be arrogant from achieving a little sess.


    Norman Dous had little regard for such arrogant and disrespectful students. He thought they were naive and foolish and didn’t understand the harshness of the adult world.


    “My respect has always been present. If you cannot understand, no amount of exnation from me will be useful. However, we came here today to visit Mrs. Dous. It would be impolite to just leave now. Mr. Dous, may we see Mrs. Dous?” said Purple Summers with a smile.


    “Heh…” The housekeeper sneered indiscreetly.


    Allen Rivera gave a cold look, and the housekeeper restrained himself a little.


    “It is indeed concerning toe for a visit and not see Mrs. Dous,” Allen Rivera said firmly.


    Norman Dous looked at them indifferently, his eyes filled with scorn and mockery, as if he thought they were overestimating themselves.


    “It’s not that I won’t let you see her. My wife refuses to see anyone,” Norman Dous stated. “Even I can only watch her and the child from afar through the window. You should leave now.”


    “May I make a phone call to offer my regards?” Purple Summers suddenly asked.


    Mrs. Dous and the child lived in that house, not cut off from the world. There was a phone, inte ess; she simply chose not to meet with outsiders.


    Purple Summers’s request was not too much to ask—a simple phone call. Refusing such a request would seem rather unkind.


    Norman Dous had the housekeeper lead Purple Summers to make the call. The telephone was ced in a corner of the living room; the receiver was European style, with gold iy and floral carvings, set beside a pot of lucky bamboo, very elegant.


    After the housekeeper dialed the number, he handed the receiver to Purple Summers.


    Purple Summers took the receiver, but slightly turned her body away as if worried the housekeeper would eavesdrop. Her other hand was lightly covering her mouth.


    The housekeeper felt even more mortified, thinking: Who cares to listen to your phone conversation!


    Then, deliberately moving farther away, he looked at Purple Summers with contempt, and a kind of malicious eagerness for a spectacle.


    Purple Summers talked on the phone for a while.<div>


    Deliberately keeping her voice low, others in the living room couldn’t hear clearly. It seemed she spoke only a sentence or two before putting down the receiver.


    Turning around with a beaming smile, Purple Summers announced, “Mrs. Dous wants to see me.”