Chapter 11 Alexander’s Study Room


    At the living hall of the Aniston family


    “Julius rkson, how dare you help those outsiders go against me?”


    “I didn’t, honey.”


    “Then why didn’t you hit that bitch? Why are you so afraid of Alexander Parker?”


    Upon reaching home, Anna who was outraged had smashed everything she could in the house, she


    then pointed at Julius who was kneeling on the ground on the nose and bawled. Julius hadpletely


    lost the dignity he disyed in front of other people at the moment. He lowered his head and allowed


    Anna to hit and shout at him.


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    He lowered his voice and continued to exin. “Honey, we can’t mess with Parker.” The Aniston


    Constructions was only a constructionpany and how could they fight against the business empire


    of the Parker’s? Fighting against them was like throwing straws against the wind.


    Obviously, Anna had been living in a bed of roses since child and she could get anything she wanted,


    therefore how could she endure that kind of humiliation? Even if she was facing the Queen of Ennd,


    she would not feel intimidated at all. She stared at Julius’s timid look in contempt and after letting him


    finished his words, she gave a p on his face. “Get lost! You pathetic waste!”


    After venting her anger, Anna felt slightly tired and sat down, rubbing her forehead. As she rubbed, she


    thought she could not let Allison off that easily. It was then someone came into her mind and she


    quickly made a phone call. With just a few words, she had made an agreement with the one at the end


    of the call. Her mood was lightened up after hanging up the call. Allison Gibson, you think you could


    have Alexander Parker have your back? Let’s see what you could do if you lose this strong support!


    …


    After reaching home, Allison realized her belongings had been packed by her parents and were all sent


    there. She felt speechless looking at the pile of bags. How eager was her mother to chase her out of


    the house? Although sheined, she still arranged her things swiftly. There were still some odds


    and ends in the end and she had no idea where to put at once. Thinking the mansion was huge, she


    reckoned there was a storage room. She then carried the whole box of sundries and sought for the


    storage room while familiarizing herself with the environment.


    After checking out all the rooms and still had not found the storage room, Allison deemed the room


    located at the furthest end of the second floor corridor must be the storage room. Yet when she pushed


    the door open, what came into her line of sight was a bookshelf ced with lots of different kinds of


    books on it. “Is this a study room?” She leaned her head forward to have a look inside. Was that


    Alexander’s study room? Having thought of that, she could not help but step into it.


    She nced through the whole wall of books and could not help but admire Alexander’s powerful


    strength. She was too absorbed in her admiration that she did not notice the box she was carrying had


    identally touched the photo frame on a table. The sound of the photo frame dropping onto the


    ground was exceptionally clear that it almost scared the daylight out of her.


    Realizing she had caused a trouble, Allison knelt down in panic and picked the frame up. Fortunately


    the frame was not made of ss and she would be pretty doomed if it broke to pieces. There was no


    one in the photo but solely a snow-coveredndscape. After making sure the frame is fine, she patted


    her chest and stood to her feet, wanting to put the frame back to its original ce, yet it was at that


    moment, the photo slipped out of the frame followed by a yellowed card.


    She swore she did not intend to see what was written on it, yet those nicely-handwritten words still


    entered her lines of sight: I love you, Alex. From, ine.