Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1117: Are You Sure?_1

Chapter 1117: Chapter 1117: Are You Sure?_1

"She did all these things before to mislead us and divert our attention?" Purple Summers asked him, "Was it Nathaniel Summers who sent her?"

"Not necessarily misleading." Alexander Summers thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps the person she wanted to kill was always the two of us."

But ... if someone wanted to take Purple Summers’s life, they would have to deal with Alexander Summers first, otherwise with Alexander protecting her, there was no chance to make a move.

So, no matter who the intended victim was, the primary target had to be Alexander!

"Her disguise and looks were almost identical to yours, and she came at night. The bodyguards at home thought it was you returning, so they didn’t stop her. I was also stunned for a moment when I saw her," Alexander said.

Purple Summers felt a chill run through her heart as she listened.

"How did you recognize her?" she asked.

Alexander Summers chuckled softly, touching her head, "Have you forgotten? I installed cameras in the hotel room, watching you as you fell asleep, and suddenly you appear at home, of course I would find it odd."

Purple Summers buried her head and hugged him tighter.

She always disdained these trivial mischiefs of his, but at this moment she suddenly felt grateful. Had it not been for them, someone might have taken advantage of a loophole, and she would have ended up like Norton Young.

Unspeakable fear gripped Purple Summers’s heart!

She didn’t dare to imagine the consequences—what would losing Alexander mean to her?

Alexander Summers said, "She moved so fast it was almost inhuman. Missing with one strike, she immediately fled, very decisive. Only three or four bodyguards were at home, none of them her match. Later, I shot her in the head, and only then did things calm down."

After speaking, he lowered his head to kiss the top of Purple Summers’s hair, "Alright, rest easy now ... I am here."

Purple Summers lifted her head, rubbing his lips and murmuring, "Kiss me again."

Alexander Summers smiled, "Clingy little sprite ..."

Bending down to kiss, lips and teeth lingering ... Alexander Summers understood her unease, and thus kissed her very deeply. Lips against lips, tongues entwining, the sweet, stifling sensation was dizzying.

Afterward, Purple Summers panted delicately.

Alexander Summers fiercely sucked her lips, the soft tender sensation was addictive, and he said hoarsely, "Can we sleep now?"

If we don’t go to sleep now, we might as well give up on sleeping tonight.

Dizzy from the kiss, Purple Summers didn’t respond and curled up in Alexander’s arms, quickly falling asleep.

Alexander Summers listened to the even and prolonged breathing of the person in his arms and closed his eyes as well.

...

The next morning at nine o’clock, the news broadcasted a public press conference from Kingsley City Police Department, stating that the Black Rose case had officially been solved. The criminal had been shot dead last night, and those who had received the rose had returned home by this morning.

As for the identity of the criminal, it was not explained clearly, only that it was a young woman in her twenties. The motive for the crime was still under investigation.

No matter what, with the criminal dead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The morning sunlight was not too harsh, and Alexander Summers accompanied Purple Summers for a walk by the lake. It was cool and pleasant under the shade of the trees, with occasional breezes from the lake wafting over, the air fresh and moist.

In the distance, the sound of a car approaching could be heard.

For safety and quiet, Alexander Summers had bought up several nearby villas at a high price, so they had no neighbors. If a car was coming, it must have been someone looking for them.

Glancing from afar, it was a police car.

"It should be Officer Holden, coming to understand what happened last night," Alexander Summers said. "I’ll go greet them; you stay here."

There were always some tedious tasks following the resolution of any incident.

Purple Summers nodded and continued to walk slowly along the lake, with several bodyguards closely following by her side.

Meanwhile, the police car had already come to a stop in front of the courtyard, and Alexander Summers led the officers to the living room.

The arriving officer looked solemn and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Summers ... are you sure that you hit the criminal in the head?"

Alexander Summers raised his eyebrow slightly, "Why do you ask?"