Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 862 - Erase _1

Chapter 862: Chapter 862 Erase _1

I should have left this place long ago.

At first, it was out of consideration for Atra Blanc’s sentimental attachment to the Summers Residence, then Dylan Summers passed away, and now Alexander Summers has disappeared without a trace.

Going round in circles, I find myself tethered to this place with bonds difficult to break, unable to part ways, even the cardboard boxes packed by Atra Blanc have been piling up in the living room for who knows how long without moving day being scheduled.

There’s still no news from Pearlpoint City, so I can’t rashly relocate there, perhaps I should find another place to stay temporarily first.

In the afternoon, Manager Charles returned and Purple Summers discussed with him about buying a house.

Her own needs were secondary, as she was going to Kingsley to study in six months anyway. The main concern was for Atra Blanc; she wanted to provide her with a stable home.

Considering the two pets, one liking trees and the other water, it might not be easy to find a suitable house right away.

“It’s rare to find a house with a garden and an artificial lake, but if a swimming pool is acceptable, it would be much easier to find,” suggested Manager Charles.

Purple Summers thought about it and agreed that asking for a lake was indeed too challenging, so she nodded, “A swimming pool will do.”

The steward then said, “I have found the crew and the captain. Whenever you wish to set sail, just command.”

Purple Summers was astonished.

It was only a matter of hours, and everything was ready?!

“Please don’t think I was hasty,” Manager Charles explained. “When hiring, dawdling is the worst as it gives opportunities for others to exploit weaknesses and plant spies. The best strategy is to make swift decisions, not giving the other side time to plan. That way, the people you hire will be the most trustworthy. Even if they are not up to the task, firing them is an option, still better than being paranoid every day.”

If they put out a job posting and took their time in picking, insidious individuals, like reporters hunting for a scoop, might disguise themselves as crew members and get on board.

Cedric Spencer was handpicked by Christopher Simonson from his family, highly vigilant and thorough in every aspect.

Purple Summers couldn’t help admiring this, she said, “You’ve done well.”

She was also grateful to Christopher Simonson for finding her such a capable assistant.

Two days later, Purple Summers roughly understood the situation: Roy Howard’s influence in Clearwater was almost entirely taken over by Damian Howard, the management of Walker Entertainment City was switched to a member of the younger Howard generation, and Roy Howard’s other assets in Clearwater were swallowed up. Even the company previously gifted to Purple Summers had become part of the Howard Family’s assets.

Damian Howard had gone to great lengths to erase Roy Howard’s mark bit by bit.

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Purple Summers was very worried about the villa in the mountains.

That place held precious memories of hers and Alexander Summers, it meant something different to her.

She made a special request for Manager Charles to check, and the result was a relief: Damian Howard apparently didn’t know about the villa’s existence and hadn’t touched it.

Maybe it was bait left by Damian Howard.

No matter what, it was still intact, and Purple Summers was still pleased.

Excited to check if the villa was still in good condition, she prepared to head up the mountain. As she was leaving, she encountered Nathaniel Summers on the road.

“Purple Summers.” He suddenly called out to her, “I have something to tell you.”

Purple Summers frowned and stopped in her tracks, looking at Nathaniel Summers with a measure of wariness.

She really wasn’t in the mood to argue with him.

“What I said last time wasn’t meant to drive you away,” Nathaniel Summers’s eyes were as cold as ever, and his tone was blunt, “Damian Howard has taken a big hit and is looking for an outlet to vent. If you move out now, you’ll be walking into the line of fire. If something happens, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

His hatred for Purple Summers was mixed with love, his cruelty tinged with lingering affection, and it seemed Purple Summers was aware of it. After a moment of contemplation, she said, “I will definitely move out, you know that. I’d rather face Damian Howard than confront you.”

Nathaniel Summers’s face turned ashen in an instant.

“Suit yourself!” He turned and walked away, with a dark cloud brooding over his expression.