Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Luckily Purple Summers had taken all precautions in advance, otherwise, no matter what, she wouldn’t have been able to wash off this dirt!

…Even if she had managed to clean it off by luck, Mrs. Farrell, having witnessed her child sleeping in the snake room, would definitely hold a grudge and displace her anger on Purple.

Mrs. Farrell treasures her daughter above all else; whoever harms her daughter, even if they were framed, wouldn’t be forgiven by her!

After listening, Mrs. Jameson let out a heavy sigh and asked, “That Jade Carlson, when she was a prosecutor, she seemed quite clever, how could she be so muddle-headed now! Purple only outshone her once, why would she go to such lengths!”

Mrs. Jameson didn’t understand the enmity between Purple Summers and Jade Carlson, knowing only that Henry Jameson’s case had embarrassed Jade.

“It’s not just for revenge,” Purple Summers said with a faint smile, “She probably did it to earn Mrs. Farrell’s gratitude, so she took such a risk. Did you see that bottle of realgar wine? She wanted both to save the child and become Mrs. Farrell’s savior, and yet she was afraid of pythons, so she brought realgar wine with her to embolden herself. Snakes are very sensitive to the scent of realgar, and the ethanol in the alcohol can enhance the volatilization of realgar; realgar wine can deter poisonous snakes, and clearly, Jade Carlson knew this.”

“So the scent of realgar wine you smelled was from Jade Carlson?” Jane McCain interjected.

Purple Summers shook her head gently, “At that time, I saw a male servant and found him quite odd. Now thinking back, that servant must have been bribed by Jade Carlson. His task was to steal the baby and put it in the snake room, but because he was afraid, he rubbed realgar wine on himself beforehand.”

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but laugh, displaying some girlish playfulness, “The snake was something my brother insisted I keep. I was very scared when I first got it, so I bought realgar wine. I’m quite familiar with the smell.”

Mrs. Jameson was somewhat puzzled, “If that’s the case, why did he run off with the child later? Did his conscience get to him?”

Jane McCain chuckled and said, “Auntie, that’s the credit of my family’s Max!”

Jane McCain proudly rubbed the hunting dog lying on the ground beside her, “With my Max guarding, he couldn’t even get through the door if he tried!”

The moment that male servant arrived at the bungalow, the hunting dogs inside began barking nonstop and fiercely lunged forward to bite. Terrified, the servant turned and ran.

He knew that he couldn’t pull it off today so he hurried to return the child, but per their arrangement, Jade Carlson had already brought the guests over, so he had to take a shortcut and head towards the icy lake. Unfortunately, the ice broke, and he met his end.

It could really be said that he met with retribution.

The male servant’s body was fished out from the bottom of the lake, covered in broken ice, by the rescue team.

The body lay drenched on the shore, the skin was a pale white and tinged with purple, covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, his expression most agonized, looking very painful.

Nathaniel Summers stood quietly not too far away, watching. Somehow, he thought of Suzanne Saunders.

When Suzanne Saunders died, Nathaniel Summers had sent people to retrieve the body. However, there were too many undercurrents in the river, and despite the salvage team’s efforts all night in the Clearwater region, they found nothing.

The body might have been swept downstream; with the river’s branches so complex, the longer the time passed, the more difficult it became to find the body.

In the end, he had no choice but to call off the search.

Now seeing this corpse, Nathaniel Summers couldn’t help but wonder, what would Suzanne look like now in the water?

The police took pictures near the scene, and then placed the body into a body bag.

A police officer came over and politely said to Nathaniel Summers, “Mr. Summers, we need to understand the situation about today’s incident, if you may?”

“Of course,” Nathaniel made a welcoming gesture, “This way, please.”