Chapter 498: Chapter 498 Extortion Letter_1

Purple Summers settled into Alexander Summers’ manor castle.

Zack Wallace helped her request a week of sick leave.

As for Atra Blanc, Alexander himself called back, saying there was a national high school student technology competition going on in some city, an opportunity that comes once in a blue moon. He took Purple Summers to broaden her horizons, and they would return home in a few days.

Atra Blanc asked worriedly, “Won’t it affect her studies?”

Alexander took it for granted, “Constantly studying is not good for her. It’s about time she went out to see the world. Otherwise, what if she becomes a bookworm later on?”

Atra Blanc then felt that her son made a lot of sense and was comforted, thinking her son had grown sensible and learned to care for his sister.

But what she didn’t know was that her son’s care for his sister was far more comprehensive and flawless than she imagined…

Purple Summers comfortably recuperated in the manor, while Second Young Master Graves stayed in Apricot Village, away from the corrupt nightlife. For the first time in many years, he probably lived so virtuously.

…

Gerald Graves going out to have fun and not returning home for several days was nothing unusual, so even after three days without a sign of him, the Graves Family didn’t notice anything amiss.

But Bella Foster knew that something must have happened to Gerald Graves.

She was especially tense these past few days, barely able to sleep at night. She really wanted to send someone to ask if the matter had been dealt with, but she didn’t dare to contact the other party, fearing she might leave behind traces that could link her to the incident in the future.

Bella Foster endured it with difficulty.

She observed secretly and noticed that the Summers Family’s driver had not come to pick up Purple Summers from school for many days, which made her feel somewhat relieved and inclined to think that the deed was done.

“Three strong men, there’s no reason they couldn’t subdue a pampered young master and a powerless high school girl,” Bella Foster thought. “It must be done. There’s no need for me to panic.”

Just thinking about Purple Summers suffering made Bella Foster feel entirely at ease.

She hated Purple Summers so much.

— Purple Summers made her a laughingstock at the engagement party, stole Gavin Graves’ affection from her, and ruined her reputation at school. The humiliations, each and every one, were enough to make her hold a grudge for life!

She was determined to make Purple Summers beg for life and plead for death!

Of course, Bella Foster also thought about Gerald Graves.

When she plotted this, she didn’t mean to hurt Gerald Graves, but her mother suggested it, and since it was a kidnapping, if there were no injuries at all, it would seem like a joke.

Bella Foster agreed.

She figured she’d be taking care of Gerald Graves after all. If Gerald Graves became disabled or sick and couldn’t marry a gentlewoman, she was willing to take care of him, seeing it as repaying her debt.

With that thought, the last bit of guilt in Bella Foster’s heart was gone.

Three days later, Mrs. Foster, Bella’s mother, went to the Graves Family to have afternoon tea with Mrs. Graves.

Even though Bella Foster was on the Graves Family’s blacklist for offending Gavin Graves, it didn’t affect her mother’s close female friendship with Mrs. Graves.

The two women sat in the living room, sipping tea and chatting, and it was at this moment that the extortion letter was delivered.

The servant from outside ran in panicked, holding up the extortion letter and a box-shaped object, “Madam! Something terrible has happened!”

Mrs. Foster feigned surprise while covertly anticipating Mrs. Graves’ reaction, wanting to see what her face would look like upon discovering her own son’s finger in the box.

Perhaps she would faint from the shock?

As Mrs. Foster had expected, the blood drained from Mrs. Graves’ face in an instant, and her hand trembled, dropping the extortion letter.

“…Hurry, call the first young master back!” Mrs. Graves tightly grasped the watch in the gift box, tears streaming out, “Tell him, something’s happened to the second young master!”

Mrs. Foster looked at the watch in Mrs. Graves’ hand with some confusion.

Wasn’t it agreed to send a finger?