Purple Summers was stunned.
She instinctively looked down at her clothes.
There was nothing wrong... Compared to her usual attire, it was definitely a bit more provocative, with a high-low skirt that exposed half of her thighs, a deep V-neckline, and a sleeveless design that made her delicate, fair arms particularly eye-catching.
It had to be said that Jane McCain had a real talent for design. Without an excess of embellishments, she was able to perfectly showcase Purple's exquisite figure, and everything that should be covered was covered; otherwise, Purple wouldn't have dared to wear it.
"This is a Christmas present from Jane McCain..." Purple explained, then she felt something was amiss and asked him, "How did you know it was me?"
"I'd recognize you even if you turned to ash," Alexander Summers said through clenched teeth.
Purple: "..."
Alexander Summers excused himself from the gentleman beside him and then grabbed Purple's wrist and turned to leave.
