This was her heartfelt words. When Alexander Summers wasn't acting like a fool, he was quite decent.
Hearing this, Alexander couldn't help but laugh.
In fact, he never saw himself as a lustful man. Having reached his current position, he was already accustomed to repression and forbearance; his self-control was superb, even going so far as to completely abstain from certain desires.
Alexander Summers was proud of his self-control.
Especially when it came to women, he felt indifferent. Over the years, he had never slept with any woman. His interest in affairs was lackluster, and he focused all his energy on how to fight for territory, how to acquire weapons, and how to consolidate power.
Occasionally in the middle of the night when he was mentally exhausted, he would wonder just how enjoyable such affairs could be.
The only face that appeared in his mind was that of Suzanne Saunders.
He only wanted to sleep with her.