Chapter 1542: Chapter 1542: Leakage
Compared to right and wrong, businessmen care more about maximizing their own interests.
Rather than spending years to train a new captain, it’s better to continue using someone familiar. It’s more reassuring when you know their background.
“He joined Under The Rose as an ordinary crew member, striving for promotion while secretly contacting parents whose children had been victimized by the Stan Brothers. Not everyone has the courage for revenge; some hide at the mere mention of the Stan surname, while others, unable to withstand the blow, go insane…
In the end, he gathered a few people who, for the sake of revenge, specially learned combat and weapon skills. Later, when he was promoted to captain, he hired these people as waitstaff, doing inconspicuous work on the ship.
This time, although a meticulous plan was made, he was also prepared to die. If anything went wrong, he would detonate the bombs, perishing together completely.”
Just the thought of those bombs left Purple Summers feeling lingering fear, and she sighed, “Luckily those bodyguards didn’t search thoroughly, otherwise if the ship had sunk, I’d have to die in the water again…”
She couldn’t even remember how many times it had been.
Cherry wasn’t particularly moved, listening to Purple Summers’ murmurs while eating dried strawberries from a packaging bag.
Seeing her so carefree, Purple Summers couldn’t help but frown.
“While recovering in the hospital, you shouldn’t eat these random snacks! Gavin spoils you too much!”
“The doctor only said no spicy food, didn’t say no snacks.” Cherry said indifferently.
“Can’t you eat a little less? Eating too much can cause inflammation.”
“No.” Cherry pouted, “I need something to distract myself, otherwise my hand feels really painful!”
After speaking, she remembered that Gavin said her hand was gone and corrected herself, “I mean, my arm feels painful!”
Purple Summers pursed her lips and asked, “When are you getting discharged?”
“Next week.” Speaking of discharge, Cherry’s face lit up with a smile, “In a few days, I can go home with Gavin!”
Purple Summers felt that everything she had said before about women being independent was like playing the lute to a cow, all in vain.
She sighed and said, “Alright, you won’t be here for many more days, I should treat you well! Tell me, what do you want to eat, drink, or need, and I’ll try to satisfy you.”
Cherry was not shy with Purple Summers, rattling off a list of demands, from cosmetics to clean underwear and snacks and pastries to while away the time, a whole lot of little things.
Purple Summers patiently noted them down.
“Oh, by the way.” Cherry remembered something else and stretched her right hand out to Purple Summers.
Purple Summers looked at her, puzzled, “What?”
“Help me trim my nails.” Cherry said with a smile, “I can’t do it with one hand, it’s uncomfortable.”
Purple Summers: “…”
After a silent moment, she resignedly took out nail clippers from the drawer and started trimming Cherry’s nails.
The feeling was hard to describe. Seeing her cut off her own hand to save another’s child was truly heartbreaking, yet seeing her nonchalant smile was infuriating!
Thankfully, this ancestor would soon be gone, and Gavin could take care of her then!
As Purple Summers clipped her nails, Cherry spoke again, “Oh, and one more thing…”
Purple Summers said irritably, “You’re not going to ask me to trim your toenails, are you?”
“No.” Cherry said, “I want to find someone to fix the ceiling in the hospital room; it seems to be leaking.”
Purple Summers looked up, “There’s no leak… If there was, there would be water stains.”
“It’s true, the past two nights, water’s been dripping on my face while I sleep!” Cherry stated firmly.
Purple Summers thought it unlikely, pondered for a moment, and roughly understood what was happening.
Seeing Cherry looking so clueless, Purple Summers almost wanted to laugh, but the moment her mouth opened, a sudden sadness came over her…
Her heart tightened into a ball, uncomfortable…
Her peripheral vision swept over the arm wrapped in thick gauze, and Purple Summers sighed softly, saying nothing, and continued clipping nails in silence.