Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 216:
Chapter 216: Chapter 216: Need Help
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After the raven let out a piercing cry, Purple Summers’s soul was forced back into her body, regaining its vitality.
It was simply unbelievable!
As soon as she became aware, her first move was to distance herself from the man on the ground! That strange jade stone still had a powerful deterrent effect on her.
Tiny was very perceptive; it seemed to sense her apprehension about the object. It landed on the man, using its beak to peck and its sharp claws to scratch at his neck.
But the pendant was firm, and even though the flesh around the collarbone was scratched into a bloody mess, the jade stone remained firmly attached to the man’s neck.
Purple Summers stood not far away, her emotions slowly calming down after experiencing the shock of life and death.
What to do…
What should she do now…
Purple Summers felt cold, her body shivering uncontrollably. In the chill of late autumn, she was only wearing a thin silk nightgown. Her coat had fallen next to the man when she got up, but she had no intention of picking it up.
She wanted to keep calm.
Right now, there was a dead body outside her window, and Laura Summers had witnessed her demise…
Laura’s reaction was unpredictable, and dawn was only a few hours away.
She needed to come up with a solution as soon as possible.
But her mind was a mess, and she couldn’t think of anything…
“Tiny,” Purple Summers called out softly, her voice eerie.
The raven heard her and stopped pecking at the jade stone. It fluttered its wings and flew over, resting on Purple Summers’s forearm.
Its black claws stained with blood left streaks on the sleeve of her nightgown, like delicate, blooming red petals, enchanting and ghostly.
Purple Summers, with her bird, walked slowly back into the house. In the darkness, her figure was graceful, her skirt floating lightly, like a white spectre.
She washed her hands, changed into clean pajamas, and cleaned Tiny thoroughly, wiping the blood from its beak and claws.
Then, she sat down on the living room sofa, going over everything that had happened that night.
She realized that with just herself, it wasn’t enough. At the same time, she thought about how Alexander Summers’s subordinates had handled the corpses in the manor castle…
And right now, she needed that kind of help.
Purple Summers called Alexander, fearing him but finding him the first person to turn to when in trouble.
Perhaps even she didn’t know that deep down, she had already come to rely on Alexander.
Because this man was strong, so strong that it seemed there was no problem he couldn’t solve. Strong enough that… as long as she was by his side, she wouldn’t be afraid of anything.
Her 3am phone call was answered after just one ring.
Purple Summers’s voice was gentle and calm, “Brother, there’s been an accident at home. Can you come back?”
What kind of situation would require a phone call at 3am?
Alexander’s heart sank, knowing that something must have happened to Purple Summers.
“I’m coming back now.” He didn’t ask any further questions and immediately hung up.
While waiting for Alexander to return, Purple Summers went outside.
She was afraid that the night security guard would find the body, so she stood at a distance, guarding it, and found Laura’s dropped phone in the process.
The phone’s recording function was on, and there was nearly twenty minutes of video. Purple Summers rewound the video to the beginning and saw how the man had climbed up to her second-floor window, pried it open… only to fall.
At the moment of the fall, the video jerked violently, as if the person filming had been startled.
Purple Summers expressionlessly turned off the phone.
She headed towards the artificial lake, silent and ghostly, like a spectral figure wandering the garden.
Reaching the edge of the lake, she casually threw the phone into the water, leaving only shallow ripples….
