Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 889 - Turn by Turn_1
Chapter 889: Chapter 889 Turn by Turn_1
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Chapter 889: Chapter 889 Turn by Turn_1
Gavin Graves lit a cigarette in the study, his mood inevitably gloomy and depressed.
To be unrequited by the woman he liked was depressing enough, but what was even more frustrating was that he didn’t even have a chance.
——What’s so great about Roy Howard?
Ruthless, overbearing, facing the danger of assassination every day.
Even if he managed to barely escape death, lucky to survive, now his influence had waned, his power and reputation gone, what good could Purple Summers get from being with him?
Moreover, Damian Howard was constantly thinking of taking revenge on Roy Howard!
The more Gavin thought about it, the more agitated he became.
He and Roy Howard were business partners, and on the premise of no conflict of interest, could reluctantly be considered friends. He didn’t dislike Roy Howard, even had some degree of admiration for him, but now, Gavin truly felt regretful — why didn’t Roy Howard just die?
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Purple Summers left the Graves Residence and got back into her own car.
Alexander Summers was waiting for her in the car, and seeing Purple Summers with an off complexion, he asked her what was wrong.
Purple Summers found it difficult to speak.
Should she say her mother had been taken advantage of by Clyde Summers, and moreover, seemed rather pleased about it?
Alexander Summers didn’t remember Atra Blanc, so he might not be emotionally stirred, but finding out one’s mother had been kissed by another man would certainly be very annoying, right?
“Clyde Summers is planning to attend a seven-day tour, and I’ve asked Young Master Graves to help us secure two spots.” Purple Summers avoided the video chat and said to Alexander, “Let’s go together when the time comes… and see just what’s going on.”
Atra Blanc’s attitude directly determined Purple Summers’s approach to this matter.
If Atra Blanc really did it willingly, then Purple Summers… really had no ground to oppose Clyde Summers.
Purple Summers waited with a heavy heart for several days and did not receive any news from Gavin Graves.
It was already awkward to ask someone for a favor; Purple Summers really didn’t want to rush him, but she was so anxious that she couldn’t sleep peacefully without some clarity on the situation.
Finally, Purple Summers could not withstand it and made a call to Gavin Graves.
Gavin Graves’s voice was still gentle and cultured, calmly comforting her, “Because of weather conditions, the departure of the seven-day tour has been delayed, no rush. Taking this opportunity to prepare more is also good.”
Purple Summers faced her final exams amidst anxiety.
Not long after the exams ended, Gavin Graves’s steward, Lester Williams, brought Purple Summers two membership cards from the travel agency, including identity documents, all complete and in order.
Nephele Canyon was penetrated by a famous river, and most of this tour’s journey would be by waterway, hence the meeting point was a luxurious cruise ship.
In terms of luxury, it wasn’t as opulent as Purple Summers’s own, but it was much bigger! And with a greater capacity for passengers!
Travelers boarded the yacht in batches at different ports.
Purple Summers stayed in her room waiting; she was worried that showing up too easily might scare Clyde Summers away.
It wasn’t until the yacht completely left the shore and the tour guide said that everyone had arrived that Purple Summers dared to leave her room.
Now even if Clyde Summers discovered her, he had no way to flee! Unless he was willing to jump into the river and swim back to shore!
However, Purple Summers remained worried that Atra Blanc would find it embarrassing. She specifically chose a time when Clyde was not around, wanting to talk to Atra Blanc to clear up just what was going on.
As expected, Clyde hadn’t confined Atra Blanc; after leaving the room, Atra Blanc freely mingled, chatting happily with the passengers from the next cabin.
Purple Summers walked right up to Atra Blanc, but there was no reaction from her.
Shock filled Purple Summers’s heart; even if she was slow to react, she shouldn’t have had no response to her!
“…Mom?” Purple Summers tentatively called out.
Atra Blanc turned her head to look at her, a face full of bewilderment.
The nearby passenger chuckled, saying, “Young lady, you must have mistaken someone for another; Mrs. Xie couldn’t possibly have such a grown daughter!”
Purple Summers’s face turned completely white.
What was wrong with this mother and son, taking turns with amnesia?!
