The people in the living room all stared at Purple Summers in astonishment.
Norman Douglas even doubted that he had heard correctly.
"...What did you say?" he asked incredulously.
Purple Summers walked back, smiling, "Mrs. Douglas wants to see me."
How could that be possible?
Norman Douglas looked at Purple Summers again, had his wife known Purple Summers? Impossible!
Purple Summers, just an ordinary high school student, had absolutely no connection with his wife!
Besides, even if they knew each other, so what? He had invited all his wife's relatives to plead his case, and they had still been turned away, hadn't they?
The housekeeper furrowed her brows suspiciously, muttering, "Are you sure you heard correctly?"
She did not believe Purple Summers' words, suspecting that Purple Summers had misunderstood Mrs. Douglas's intent.
Purple Summers ignored her and smiled at Norman Douglas, "Judge Douglas, then I'll go ahead."