Chapter 799 Where Does the Hatred Come From_1

Purple Summers walked through the twisted iron gate, and the bodyguards seemed as if they couldn't see her, not sparing her an extra glance. They remained upright, their gazes sharp and fixed ahead.

She couldn't help but suspect these were soldiers in plain clothes, for they carried a stern aura, free of any gangster-like swagger.

Further within, she noticed a bodyguard stationed every dozen meters or so; the family's defense was impenetrable. Even the bustling servants were affected by this tense atmosphere, speaking in hushed tones and daring not to raise their voices.

Two bodyguards also stood at the entrance of the small western-style building.

Purple Summers entered and saw two visitors at home—one was Caitlin Carter, whom she had met before, and the other a white-haired elderly man.