Chapter 200: Chapter 200: She Has No Conscience

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Purple Summers was stiff as Alexander Summers took her out of the screening room.

Unexpectedly, she saw Alexander’s gorgeous female companion at the door.

The beautiful woman also saw Purple, but she didn’t react. She expressionlessly followed Alexander like a silent, stunning ghostly shadow.

No one was outside the screening room. They took a special passage straight to the underground parking lot where Alexander’s chauffeur had been waiting for a long time.

Alexander sat with Purple in the back seat, and the beautiful woman sat in the passenger seat.

The car drove smoothly, leaving the underground parking lot. The brilliant sun outside illuminated the interior, giving Purple a slight sense of warmth and liveliness.

As her fear-ridden mind gradually cleared, she tried to think of something to salvage the situation.

Saying she would kill Alexander was merely said in anger.

Even if she knew that Jade Carlson might be her murderer, she never thought about killing Jade, just wanting to bring her to justice.

Her professional mindset determined her way of dealing with others.

She was a law-abiding person who would never resort to murder.

So, she couldn’t kill Alexander, couldn’t escape him, and could only hope for the day that he would suddenly have a change of heart and let her go. The question was, would that ever be possible?

Alexander had been silent since getting in the car.

His emotions were always so repressed that when they erupted, it would be earth-shattering.

Purple looked at the fast-retreating scenery outside the window and knew she couldn’t just sit there and wait for the end. She mustered the courage to make a final struggle.

“Alexander, I…”

Before she could finish, Alexander suddenly gripped her chin and fiercely kissed her!

Filled with rage, the cruel and violent kiss seemed to want to devour her whole!

Too terrified to resist, Purple blankly let him kiss and suck, her mind momentarily blank…

When she came to her senses, the kiss had turned tender, gentle, and full of affection.

Purple’s heart ached, and for some reason, she felt incredibly wronged. Her tear-filled eyes overflowed and streamed down her face.

She despised Alexander, loathed the tenderness he occasionally showed, and despised herself even more for being touched by it.

Why couldn’t this villain be more thorough?

Just as her heart started to waver, Alexander had to drag her down with him! He forced her into the deep abyss of tenderness and affection, letting her experience the thrill of soaring through the air before crashing into pieces! Shattering her insides!

Losing her dignity and pride was even more frightening than death.

She truly hated Alexander!

Envisioning her tragic future, she cried bitterly, overcome with grief. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls, soaking her long, dark hair.

When she cried, Alexander couldn’t keep kissing her. Even with his towering anger, it immediately dissipated, leaving nothing but heartache.

“You must accept me,” he whispered, holding her. “You have to accept me…”

Even if they could not truly love each other, you still have to… accept me.

Today was an accident. Alexander had thought he’d seen Purple on the street, mistaking it for a memory due to his yearning for her.

However, Purple was wearing the necklace he gave her, so he could track her location at any time. Alexander checked the GPS and found out it was really her.

He had some misgivings, unsure whether Purple had seen May Francis’s tantrum. He decided to go back and see her reaction.

…Even if she didn’t make a mistake, it would still be interesting to give her a scare.

As a result, he saw Purple happily chatting with her classmates, her smile as radiant as the morning sun, deeply hurting Alexander’s eyes.

He had only been with May Francis for a few days, yet she could cry for him.

On the other hand, Alexander had treated Purple wholeheartedly, but she showed no sadness and even smiled joyfully… such a genuine delight…

Alexander thought: She is heartless.