Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 1053: Cheating_1

Zack Wallace hurried over upon hearing the call.

"What’s the matter? Isn’t Master Xander discussing business with Mr. Lopez?" he asked.

"Mr. King, the boss is cheating!" the bodyguard replied excitedly, his eyes unable to hide the thrill.

"What?!" Zack Wallace exclaimed in surprise.

Another bodyguard also exclaimed excitedly, "As expected of our Master Xander, even being the president’s son-in-law, he still cheats!"

"Nonsense!" Zack Wallace raised his hand to each of their heads for a good smack!

"It’s true!" the bodyguard insisted, "Master Xander carried that woman straight into the house, and she hasn’t come out yet!"

Zack Wallace pondered inwardly, That’s not right... After waiting so eagerly for so many years and putting so much effort into getting the woman, would he be tired of her just a few months after marriage? Impossible!

Zack Wallace instinctively approached the office door, ear pressed to it.

"Mr. King, you can’t hear anything!" the bodyguard reminded him.

Alexander’s office was fireproof, explosion-proof, and its soundproofing was top-notch; eavesdropping was out of the question.

Zack Wallace naturally knew this. He retracted his neck, thought the whole situation through again, and still felt something was amiss. He glanced suspiciously at the bodyguards at the door, "It was you two last time, wasn’t it?"

The bodyguards were confused.

What last time?

But Zack Wallace’s memory was clear: the last time Alexander Summers put earrings on Purple Summers...

Could this also be a misunderstanding?

Zack Wallace tentatively dialed Alexander Summers’ number, and after a moment without an answer,

If the phone isn’t answered, there are usually two possibilities: either he can’t answer, or he doesn’t want to.

Zack Wallace felt the latter was more likely.

He dared not disturb any further, tidily put away his phone, and stood guard properly at the door, waiting.

This wait lasted over an hour...

"Mr. King, are you sure you don’t want to knock on the door?" the bodyguard whispered, "What if Master Xander gets impatient..."

Zack Wallace gave him a look, "You don’t understand."

The other bodyguard said with a grin, "If you explain, wouldn’t we understand?"

"Figure it out yourselves." Zack Wallace snorted coldly, "If you understood, you could be stewards."

At that moment, the office door suddenly opened.

It opened halfway only.

Alexander Summers stood behind the door, his upper body bare, his muscle definition firm and solid, slightly damp hair messily covering his long eyebrows, devilishly handsome. Even without a word, his aura was fierce, sending chills down one’s spine.

Zack Wallace quickly bowed, "Master Xander, did you call for me?"

"Bring a set of women’s clothes over," Alexander Summers said indifferently, "The kind that can be worn, nothing fancy."

Zack Wallace nodded and then hesitantly asked, "The size is..."

Alexander Summers’ brows furrowed slightly, his eyes turning sharp.

Zack Wallace felt a chill and immediately nodded and bowed, "Understood, I’ll see to it right away!"

Alexander Summers closed the door impatiently.

Zack Wallace understood, but the bodyguards at the door still did not. They grabbed Zack Wallace as he was about to leave, "Mr. King, what did you understand?"

"Figure it out yourselves!" Zack Wallace raised his hand and gave their heads another hard smack, cursing in his heart!

It was definitely her inside!

The size of the clothes was, of course, the same as before. His previous question was like looking for trouble, no wonder Alexander was displeased!

Those two rascals had tricked him again!

Zack Wallace walked briskly, cursing under his breath, and decided that those two bodyguards at the door needed to be replaced.

...

Alexander Summers closed the door, walked to the desk, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

He glanced back at the sofa. The woman’s petite body curled up, covered with his large coat, exposing only a head of dense black hair and two tender white legs.

Alexander Summers walked over, touched her small hand, her smooth cheek, and thought she was cute and lovable from every angle.

He held a strand of her dark hair, thinking, this is mine.

Then touched the soft lips, thinking, this too is mine.

He carefully picked up Purple Summers, letting her sleep in his arms, thinking, all of it is mine!

Purple Summers finally woke up from his movements, opened her eyes groggily, and asked, "Is it morning yet?"

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