Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Nathaniel Summers finally got in touch with Jade Carlson’s landlord, only to learn that someone had paid him a sum of money to rent the house to someone else.

In any case, they did not allow Jade to continue living there comfortably.

Nathaniel gave the landlord some money, and the landlord revealed that the person’s surname was Farrell.

This put Nathaniel’s mind at ease.

If it was Mrs. Farrell going after Jade, then she wouldn’t be putting Jade in deadly peril.

For a moment, Nathaniel had almost thought Jade had been silenced for good.

He was confident that as long as Jade was alive, he would be able to uncover the truth.

…

Jade, at this very moment, had just been kicked out of a hotel.

Her luggage was cleared out by the staff and piled up in the corridor, while the cleaning crew urged her to pack up quickly, or else it would all be thrown out like trash.

Jade packed her luggage without making a fuss, her expression wooden.

At first, she did cause a scene, even complaining to the lobby manager and complaining about the staff, but it was to no avail.

When a hotel no longer wishes to serve a guest, they always find various reasons, and after being turned away from several hotels, how could Jade not realize someone was targeting her!

Camilla Farrell wanted to make sure she could not stay in Clearwater City!

But how could she leave? If she left, all the years of hard work and investment would be in vain!

Staying might still offer a chance at life, but leaving would mean definitively cutting ties with fame and fortune.

Dragging her suitcase, she walked out of the hotel’s main entrance and looked up at the sky blankly.

Without a place to stay, was she supposed to sleep on the streets?

Jade checked her bank account balance on her phone; Nathaniel had transferred her 30 thousand last time.

Compared to 450 thousand, 30 thousand seemed like mere alms, and it also indirectly confirmed that Nathaniel’s feelings for her had changed.

When a man loses even the last bit of pity for you, there’s no point in expecting any more favors from him.

Jade felt utterly disheartened.

The remaining money, although adequate for a decent life in a small town, was useless in a big city like Clearwater.

Besides, even if she wanted to do something, Camilla Farrell would not let her succeed.

Did she really have no other choice but to leave Clearwater?

As she wrestled with her thoughts, a red compact car drove up and stopped steadily in front of her, its window rolling down to reveal the face of a woman.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties or forties, wearing sunglasses and bright red lipstick that was both charming and flamboyant.

She waved at Jade, “Get in.”

Jade’s eyes showed annoyance as she dragged her luggage a few steps to the side and stood on the curb waiting for a taxi.

The woman wearing sunglasses let out a laugh, poked her head out of the window, and called out to her, “Relax, I’m not here to borrow money this time. It’s hard to get a taxi at this hour.”

Jade hesitated for a moment, then turned back, placed her luggage in the trunk, and then sat down in the passenger seat.

“Where to?” the woman asked her.

But Jade looked lost.

Indeed, where to? She had nowhere to go…

“If you’re in trouble, you can tell me,” the woman started the car and held the steering wheel, driving forward, “…after all, we’re mother and daughter.”

A bitter smile curled the corners of Jade’s mouth, “I wouldn’t dare acknowledge someone like you as my mother, Evelyn Willard.”

“Too bad, the fact is right before your eyes, you can’t deny it even if you wanted to,” Evelyn Willard replied, not upset, as she steered the car onto a side street.

Jade felt even more dejected.

She didn’t want to acknowledge Evelyn Willard.

When Evelyn Willard was young, she was stunningly attractive, floating from one high-ranking official or rich businessman to another, acting as an affair partner or sex partner, not much more dignified than a sex worker.

Jade thought Evelyn Willard was despicable; being around her made even breathing feel tainted.

Jade’s bright and grand future needed no blemish like Evelyn Willard.