Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

The night was thick and pitch-black as Jade Carlson returned to Evelyn Willard’s residence.

She planned to mortgage the house for a loan, cashing out a sum for her future getaway expenses.

Going through banks required time for approval, but if she sought out those informal loan companies, she could get the money on the same day!

Jade frantically searched drawers and cabinets for Evelyn Willard’s property certificate.

All the lights in the house were on, bright and clear, she searched every place possible but found nothing.

Jade was irritable and near hysteria.

Damn it, where was the property certificate hidden?!

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Jade froze on the spot, not moving for a long while, shivering with fear.

Who would come to Evelyn Willard’s house in the deep of night?

A neighbor? A creditor coming to collect a debt? Or Evelyn Willard’s lover?

Jade’s face turned pale as she slowly moved to the door, leaned slightly, and looked through the peephole—

Outside stood a man.

That face had appeared countless times in her nightmares, it was her deepest fear!

Jade covered her mouth, desperately suppressing herself to not make a sound… it would be best to pretend no one was home and perhaps he would leave.

However, the man moved at that moment.

He stepped a little closer, with a mocking smile, pressing his face near.

His eyes looked into the peephole, peering in, peering in…

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Purple Summers woke up early the next day, unusually forsaking her habit of sleeping in.

She was worried about the phone call from Jade and felt that something might go wrong; Jade’s tone and voice last night had been too eerie.

Since Purple had gotten up, Alexander Summers couldn’t sleep either.

They changed, freshened up, and then went downstairs for breakfast. Lily Howard and Sarah were still asleep, so only Purple and Alexander sat for breakfast.

Purple ate absentmindedly.

Alexander put a lot of bean sprouts on her plate.

It was indeed strange to eat bean sprouts in the morning, Alexander said, “It’s said that pig blood and bean sprouts can cleanse the body from the inside, creating a good environment for a future baby.”

Purple wasn’t listening at all, whatever was on her plate, she just ate.

“Could Jade be threatened by someone?” Purple muttered, unable to figure it out, “She’s not the type to cry over anything less than a disaster, she wouldn’t be like this unless she was pushed to the brink…”

Purple then wondered, “Who could be threatening her? She’s about to be engaged to Nathaniel Summers and is at the height of her success. What could be bothering her?”

“Perhaps this is all part of her trickery,” Alexander interrupted her rambling by feeding her a spoonful of custard pudding.

“She’s deliberately whetting your appetite, luring out your curiosity, and next, you’ll be led by the nose,” Alexander said.

Purple didn’t argue; she thought Alexander made a lot of sense.

Jade was indeed good at that, much like she had lured Camilla Farrell step by step into attending the Summers Family’s banquet in the past.

“Let’s not worry about her; we’ll find out what she’s up to when we get back,” Purple reassured herself and continued eating.

Jade had clashed with her many times and lost miserably every time, Purple was confident that no matter what schemes Jade came up with, she could handle them with ease.

Her scattered thoughts settled, and her attention returned to the food before her.

Suddenly, she noticed a strange taste in her mouth.

Purple looked doubtfully at Alexander beside her, “What did you feed me?”

Alexander hesitated for a moment, then said, “Pig blood tofu soup.”

“I don’t eat pig blood,” Purple complained, grabbing her water glass and taking several gulps, “Disgusting.”

Alexander glanced at the soup bowl, which was nearly empty. If she didn’t eat it, so be it.

At that moment, a servant approached respectfully, “Master Xander, Young Master Graves is here.”