Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

He believed that the thing he owed Suzanne Saunders the most was indirectly causing her death.

Whether it was an accident or murder, Suzanne Saunders died on the anniversary of his wedding day that he had planned, and that was an undeniable fact.

Although Nathaniel was angry at Suzanne Saunders’s heartlessness, he felt guilty about this matter.

So, after their argument, the first thing Nathaniel did was to look for the transaction invoices from that year.

That was no easy task.

More than half a year had passed, and as it was purchased directly from a physical store with no transaction record, finding the receipt was nearly impossible.

He had no choice but to go back to that store and ask.

But the store introduced new products and discontinued old ones every month. Products like these were like the popular CDs in a music store, with trends changing over time. The store no longer carried that particular drug, and Nathaniel didn’t remember the full name of the medication.

He could only ask the store clerks to help him search by the few keywords he vaguely remembered.

After spending some money, the clerks listed all the similar drug names for him, and Nathaniel visited several other stores until he finally found one that still sold the drug.

He bought a bottle and tried one himself, and nothing happened.

Then he found a friend to test the drug’s properties and side effects. This process took a long time, and Nathaniel patiently waited. Today, he finally got the results—

Suzanne Saunders’s death really had nothing to do with him! At least it had nothing to do with the drug he bought!

Nathaniel felt relieved, as the heavy stone that had long lain on his heart finally fell to the ground.

Now, he was eager to let her know that he was not the murderer! He had never harmed her!

“I will help you,” Nathaniel said, staring intensely at Purple Summers, “Whatever happened to you that day, you can tell me, and I will help you clear it up!”

He felt this was an opportunity, a perfect chance to reconcile with Suzanne Saunders.

Purple Summers frowned, not speaking.

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Nathaniel, rather, by now, she had almost investigated everything there was to investigate.

Purple Summers didn’t think Nathaniel would turn up any new clues.

He was a businessman, and she could say with no modesty that businessmen’s sharpness in investigation was far inferior to hers.

Purple Summers picked up the bottle of medicine, opened the lid, and poured out one pill—

It was a heart-shaped pink tablet.

Purple Summers, puzzled, carefully examined it in her hand and asked, “Is this the drug you gave to Jade Carlson?”

Nathaniel was taken aback, “Is there a problem?”

Purple Summers was silent for a while, then took out her phone, brought up the video she had copied from Dylan Summers, and played it for Nathaniel to see.

Nathaniel clearly saw Jade Carlson adding something to Suzanne Saunders’s drink.

But that was definitely not the pink tablet in front of him now; it was a white powder!

“She changed the drug?!” Nathaniel was shocked.

He stared at Purple Summers, disbelief etched on his face, as if asking her and himself, “…Why? Why would she change the drug?”

“Why she changed the drug… only she can answer that question,” said Purple Summers coldly, a sharp glint in her eyes.

After all this back and forth, it turned out that the key was still with Jade Carlson.

This woman… even now, she still won’t tell the truth!

Purple Summers was now rather “impressed” with Jade Carlson. The last time in the detention center, Jade Carlson begged Purple Summers to save her, with no dignity left. Purple Summers thought she was at the end of her rope and would tell the truth, but she still held back information!

Aren’t so-called trump cards meant to be used at the last minute, for one final push?

A secret’s value lies in the ability to exchange it for benefits; if it’s buried too deep, the secret loses its value.

What was Jade Carlson aiming to achieve with all this effort?

Purple Summers was genuinely puzzled.

Nathaniel suddenly stood up, his expression tense, “I’m going to find her and ask her clearly!”