Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Even if his collaboration with that woman was purely professional, even if it was just a tactical move, Purple Summers still felt uncomfortable deep down.

She was well aware that precisely because their relationship lacked this open and dignified respectability, it was like a haze that couldn’t be dispersed, unable to endure the light.

Purple Summers sighed softly in her heart.

Joy was mingled with melancholy.

After the New Year, they stayed on the island for another seven or eight days, almost forgetting about the rest of the world.

As February rolled in, Dylan Summers called, urging them to come home and attend the banquet.

The wealthy of Clearwater City had a trend of hosting New Year banquets.

From January to the last day of February, these two months were filled with big and small parties hosted by respectable families, commonly known as Spring Banquets.

This was an important aspect of social interactions in high society every year and was particularly beloved by the ladies and daughters of nobility.

Though the Summers Family was fading, they couldn’t afford to lose face; the Spring Banquet was a must.

Dylan Summers specially instructed Purple Summers, “If you have close classmates, you can invite them over to the house.”

Purple Summers studied at Grey, and naturally, her classmates were wealthy and noble, so having one more guest would add luster to the Summers Family.

After some thought, Purple Summers sent messages to Zara Jameson and Jane McCain, inviting them to her house on that day.

Alexander Summers dropped her and Atra Blanc back in Clearwater, but he himself did not return, claiming that the company had many matters piled up, waiting for him to handle.

That Alexander Summers had been able to take off such a long time to celebrate New Year with her and Atra Blanc was already quite rare.

Atra Blanc reminded him to look after his health while working.

But Purple Summers’s feelings were complicated. Alexander’s unique status meant it was difficult for him to be devoted to both families; when he was Master Xander, it seemed as if Alexander Summers did not exist in this world…

And she, she only wanted Alexander Summers.

Returning from the warm and enthusiastic Pearlpoint City to the bone-chilling cold of Clearwater City, Purple Summers found it hard to adapt.

She would curl up in her blankets every day, eating and drinking, and as a result, she gained a few pounds. She had been rather thin, so a little added weight made her look better, her cheeks fair and rosy, her demeanor cute and adorably naive.

Jane McCain called her, sharing amusing stories from the annual star banquet.

“It’s such a pity you weren’t there! Nearly all top domestic stars were present, and the award presenters were all heavyweights. Guess who got the best actress award this year?”

Purple Summers wasn’t a fan of celebrities, and she didn’t know much about the entertainment industry, so she casually asked, “Who?”

Jane McCain mentioned a name, unknown to Purple Summers, who languidly responded with an “Oh.”

“Ah, you’re too indifferent!” Jane McCain protested.

Purple Summers couldn’t help but laugh: “I really don’t recognize any of them.”

Jane McCain continued, “Young Master Graves even asked about you specifically, Purple, I think he might be interested in you.”

“Young Master Graves?” Purple Summers was puzzled, “What did he ask about me?”

“He asked why you didn’t come,” replied Jane McCain, “I told him you went to an island for the New Year, so you couldn’t attend the grand banquet, but to have Young Master Graves specifically bring you up, Purple, you’re quite something! Oh right, which island did you go to? Was it fun?”

As the conversation shifted to the island trip, Purple Summers was happy to share, picking out some funny incidents involving Cleo and Tiny to tell Jane McCain. Before they knew it, the topic had moved on to the Summers Family’s Spring Banquet.

“You’ll see when you come. Cleo might look scary, but he’s so many times more well-behaved than Tiny,” said Purple Summers. “Sometimes when I’m lying on the couch and I can’t reach the remote, Cleo can hook it over for me.”

“Really? That amazing?!”

Purple Summers laughed, “Wait, I’ll record a little video for you.”

As she got up from bed, she inadvertently caught sight of the villa opposite her window, where Nathaniel Summers stood by the window, gazing in her direction..