Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 752 - Unknown Power_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 752 Unknown Power_1

Purple Summers softly murmured “Mmm,” and said, “It’s too cold; I was about to go back.”

Even if it hadn’t been cold, she wouldn’t have wanted to stay in the garden alone with Nathaniel Summers.

As she turned to leave and had walked a few steps, Purple Summers hesitated.

She turned her body slightly, looking over at Nathaniel Summers, who was not far from her—he had his back to her, facing the artificial lake, with the cigarette between his fingers flickering in the darkness, his tall figure appearing especially cold and lonely.

As if sensing Purple Summers’s gaze, Nathaniel turned his head to look over, his mouth curving into a smile, “What’s wrong?”

Purple Summers asked him, “How did Sheldon Fowler die?”

Nathaniel’s smile was cool and his voice slow, “Why are you asking me? Sheldon died at Walker Entertainment City. You should be asking Alexander Summers, it’s his turf after all.”

“Nathaniel, what’s the point of continually slandering him like this?” Purple Summers furrowed her brow, “You know I won’t believe you.”

“If you don’t believe me, why ask me?” Nathaniel took a drag on his cigarette, exhaling the smoke. His handsome face emerged within the curling smoke, emanating a heavy yin energy, and an indescribable sense of eeriness.

“Even if I told you that I killed him, what could you do to me?” Nathaniel flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground, crushing it lightly, “That kind of person doesn’t deserve to live in this world.”

Purple Summers shivered.

Others might find it preposterous, but having personally undergone a transformation from a ghost into a human, Purple Summers knew there indeed existed gods, demons, ghosts, and monsters in this world! If Nathaniel was behind it, everything made sense!

—Perhaps Nathaniel used some unknown force to make Sheldon “commit suicide,” which is why he knew ahead of time that Sheldon would die!

Maybe at the moment Yolanda Summers confided in him, he harbored the thought of murder, which is why he told Yolanda, “Sheldon won’t live much longer.”

Purple Summers felt Nathaniel was too terrifying.

She couldn’t even perceive his emotions—disgust, hatred, anger; none of these were present! He had killed someone, yet he was so nonchalant, as if he had casually stepped on an ant, without a ripple in his heart.

He killed people without even needing a reason!

Purple Summers subconsciously took a half step back, staring at him in disbelief, feeling like he was a monster!

What kind of experiences had turned him into this?!

Seeing the change in Purple Summers’s expression, Nathaniel suddenly chuckled lightly, his tone very gentle as he asked, “What’s wrong, Prosecutor Suzanne Saunders? Is it difficult for you? The murderer stands before you with no evidence to convict him.”

Purple Summers stared at him with a tense expression, her whole body cold.

“It’s a pity…” Nathaniel looked toward the lake, where the reflection in the water was murky and indistinct, “it’s a pity that I can’t kill him in this way. Mr. Ghost Hayes said he is fated to be a hero in troubled times; unless heaven wants him dead, no one else can kill him. The more schemes and plots, the more they will turn danger into safety and misfortune into blessing for him…”

The “he” here naturally referred to Alexander Summers.

Purple Summers felt anguished, “Why does it have to be like this? Isn’t it better to forget the past and start anew?! Nathaniel, can’t you be a bit more rational?! What happened between us has absolutely nothing to do with him!”

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“…Nothing to do?” Nathaniel turned to ask Purple Summers, his eyes flashing cold, “Before we were married, he had someone almost cripple me! After the marriage, he let Jade Carlson meddle in my marriage! He drove me to the brink of bankruptcy, forcing me to borrow money from everywhere to save my company. Very well, he succeeded! He completely defeated me and took you away from my grasp! Is he satisfied now?”

Purple Summers’s eyes widened in shock.

Nathaniel approached her, his expression warmly cold, “He envied our anniversary party and poisoned you, then with a new skin, he got close and affectionate. How clever, huh…”

“It couldn’t have been him! You’re talking nonsense!” Purple Summers’s face turned pale, her tone was emphatic, yet shaky.

Nathaniel lifted the corners of his mouth and said, “How about we play a game? You tell him that you saw Evelyn Willard on Prosperity Street and see how he reacts.”