Chapter 337: Solving in Minutes
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Purple Summers felt so angry that she didn't want to see Alexander Summers' face.
She decisively ended the video call.
Feeling a mix of sadness and anger, Alexander always had the ability to turn her from an elegant and gentle lady into a hysterical shrew.
Once again surveying her own room, Purple felt she couldn't stay there any longer. She tidied up neatly, picked up her bag, and went to Alexander's room.
Her previous anger must have clouded her judgment, as she hadn't realized that the only place in the entire villa without surveillance was probably Alexander's room!
Atra Blanc went upstairs with the prepared tea and pastries, saw her daughter going back and forth moving things, and couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you changing rooms again?"
Purple dryly replied with a hum.