Alexander Summers helped Atra Blanc hang the photos.
Taking advantage of her not paying attention, he leaned close to Purple Summers and whispered, "I'll take you home for a photoshoot next time."
Purple's face changed slightly.
He was still thinking about taking her home!
Purple didn't know where Alexander's lair was, and wasn't interested, but his insistence made her uneasy.
As if once she went there, she would never be able to return.
Alexander carefully said, "Let's wait a few more days, I'll take you to the company to get familiar with it tomorrow."
Purple breathed a sigh of relief.
Going to the company was better than going to Alexander's lair.
After hanging up the photos, Alexander was called away by a phone call. In his previous wastrel days, he always claimed to be going out to gamble and drink; now he conveniently always had business at the company.
With one mention of company business, Atra Blanc's nagging was effectively silenced.
