Returning to the Summers Residence, just a short walk in, Purple Summers encountered Nathaniel Summers by the fountain in the front courtyard.
She didn't want to deal with him, but Nathaniel had something to say.
"Isn't that Allen Rivera?" Nathaniel said, "I remember, he used to be your assistant. It seems you've really lived it up in your second go, Aria Jackson, Allen Rivera... you've found them all again. Are you planning to walk the path of a prosecutor once more?"
His face bore no expression, and his tone was indifferent. Yet for some reason, Purple found it grating to the ear.
Nathaniel's mouth curled into a smile, "You seem to want to bring back all the people and things from the past, except for me, right? Ha... what kind of love potion has Alexander Summers given you?"
Purple pursed her lips tightly and walked past him with an air of indifference.