Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Because Aria Jackson vouched for her, Purple Summers was allowed to enter the scene.

Standing at the entrance, one could see the walls inside blackened by smoke; almost nothing remained in the house, as everything that could burn had been consumed, leaving a burnt odor lingering in the air.

The spot where the body was found was marked with special white paint, which was highly visible amidst the darkness.

Jade Carlson’s body had already been taken away.

Purple Summers stood amidst the ruins behind the fire-damaged house, wrapped in oppressive emotions, feeling heavy and numb.

She couldn’t muster sympathy or pity for Jade Carlson’s death; nor could she feel grief or outrage that the truth was buried.

She fell into a strange state of delusion.

Ever since her rebirth, she had lived every day with absolute certainty, aware of what she wanted and how to get it. However, at this moment, she felt lost.

She thought coming to the scene might clear the fog and give her answers, but it only made her more confused.

All signs indicated it was an accident.

Her persistence seemed meaningless.

“Let’s go back,” Aria Jackson gently patted her shoulder, “You need to rest well.”

“Maybe you’re right,” Purple Summers murmured, “Accidents happen all the time in this world. It’s not strange that Jade Carlson died in one. Why can’t I accept that? … Have I been dealing with conspiracies for so long that I see them in everything? That’s not good… I should accept it.”

Purple Summers tried to convince herself. If she could convince herself, she would be free; if not, she would be tormented.

Purple Summers didn’t want to be tormented.

Her life was too precious to waste any day.

Aria Jackson drove Purple Summers back home.

Before leaving, Aria Jackson advised her, “Riley Montgomery is still waiting for you to help fight for child custody, and there’s less than half a year left for the judicial examination. There are many things waiting for you to do. Get some good rest after you return, and don’t be too hard on yourself, okay?”

Aria Jackson knew her well, using work to ease emotions was the most suitable way for her.

Purple Summers perked up slightly upon hearing this, nodded, and said, “Hmm, Marcel and I have arranged to meet with Riley Montgomery. Norman Douglas is a Justice and won’t compromise easily.”

Aria Jackson was a little more reassured seeing her like this.

After Purple Summers got home, she seriously completed her homework, then tidied the bird cage and the snake house, and took Cleo out for a walk. She kept herself busy every moment to avoid sinking into depressive emotions when she was still.

When you keep busy, you have no time for brooding or melancholy.

While Cleo played in the water of the lake, Tiny flitted nearby. Purple Summers never restricted its freedom, so Tiny was basically free-range. It has grown and was no longer as clingy as before, but was still very smart.

Purple Summers accompanied her pets in the garden and encountered Nathaniel Summers, who was preparing to leave.

Remembering what happened last night, she couldn’t help but speculate whether Nathaniel knew something. After all, he was the only witness when Jade Carlson and Evelyn Willard had their dispute last night.

She remembered that during that call, there was faintly another person instructing Jade Carlson; she just wasn’t sure whether it was Evelyn Willard or Nathaniel?

“Nathaniel,” Purple Summers called out to him and asked, “Did you clearly hear what they said when Jade Carlson and Evelyn Willard were arguing last night?”

Nathaniel stopped in his tracks, his eyes cold and unforgiving, as if hiding mockery.

The look in Nathaniel’s eyes made Purple Summers feel very uncomfortable, but enduring the discomfort she said, “Jade Carlson called me last night. She said she wanted to tell me about switching medications, but by the time I got back, she had had an accident. I suspect it could be…”

“I don’t know,” Nathaniel interrupted her indifferently, “Aren’t you very capable? You investigate!”