Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

“The information provided by Gavin Graves is quite reliable. I was surprised when I first found out,” Purple Summers said with a forced smile.

The corpse had been sent back to her hometown of Cascadia, and buried in the back mountain of the old residence.

Purple Summers and Aria Jackson set out on this trip hoping to see with their own eyes—

Either the body or… the grave itself.

They took a six-hour high-speed train ride, arriving at a city nearby, and then switched to a bus to Cascadia town.

When they reached Cascadia, it was drizzling, and the ground was covered in wet mud.

Both the dimming sky and pesky rain were indicators that the current time was not suitable to go up the mountain.

Purple Summers and Aria Jackson found a small inn to stay in.

Cascadia town is small, without luxury hotels. Even when they found an inn, the conditions were very simple: a double room had only two beds and a table, without even a TV, let alone toothbrushes and toothpaste.

Aria Jackson bent down and searched for a while, finally finding an available outlet behind the table. She then discovered that the kettle in the room was broken and had to go out and find someone to solve the problem.

Purple Summers stayed in the room, making a phone call back to Atra Blanc to let her know they had arrived safely.

After the call, Aria Jackson came back with a lot of items, telling Purple Summers, “It’s not too bad—there’s a supermarket next to the inn that sells most basic daily necessities.”

Purple Summers smiled and said, “The supermarket is run by the innkeeper’s younger brother.”

Aria Jackson was surprised, “These two brothers sure know how to do business…”

She suddenly recalled that Purple Summers grew up here. Seeing these familiar faces must stir up many emotions in her heart.

“Do you know them?” Aria Jackson asked.

Purple Summers shook her head gently, “Not really, but I used to go to that supermarket to buy snacks when I was little… Oh, back then, it was just a small store.”

“So did you live around here before?”

“At the end of the alley next to the supermarket where you bought those things, that’s where my grandmother and I used to live.” Purple Summers sighed and said, “After my grandmother fell ill, I took her to Clearwater City for treatment, and the house was sold.”

At that time, she didn’t want to sell the house considering it is where she spent her childhood years. She wanted to keep the house for memory’s sake.

However, her grandmother insisted on selling, wanting to use the money to pay for her medical expenses and not burden her granddaughter. Even though the house itself wasn’t worth that much.

With warm yet melancholic memories in their minds, Purple Summers and Aria Jackson each laid on their respective beds without speaking.

Light rain continued to patter against the window, creating an unending crisp sound.

Aria Jackson suddenly said, “…Could it be someone close to you who did it? Why else would they bring the body all the way here? They must be very familiar with you and know about your old residence.”

They also understood Purple Summers’ nostalgia.

What Aria Jackson said was exactly what Purple Summers had been thinking.

She suspected that Alexander Summers was the person, but the only thing she couldn’t understand now was Alexander’s motive for doing this. Why would he hide it?

Was he trying to do good deeds without taking credit, like Lei Feng? That was laughable…

Aria Jackson thought out loud, “This doesn’t make sense… No one close to you would be able to escape Gavin Graves’ investigation unless they were incredibly powerful. The most powerful person in your family is Dylan Summers, right? Could a director-general withstand Young Master Graves’ investigation?”

Aria Jackson then denied her own answer.

Purple Summers was silent for a moment before saying softly, “Let’s sleep. Maybe we’ll find new clues tomorrow.”

Both of them were exhausted from a day of traveling by train, quickly falling into a deep sleep.