Chapter 752: Chapter 752 Unknown Power_1
Purple Sumrs softly murmured “Mmm,” and said, “It’s too cold; I was about to go back.”
Even if it hadn’t been cold, she wouldn’t have wanted to stay in the garden alone with Nathaniel Sumrs.
As she turned to leave and had walked a few steps, Purple Sumrs hesitated.
She turned her body slightly, looking over at Nathaniel Sumrs, who was not far from her—he had his back to her, facing the artificial lake, with the cigarette between his fingers flickering in the darkness, his tall figure appearing especially cold and lonely.
As if sensing Purple Sumrs’s gaze, Nathaniel turned his head to look over, his mouth curving into a smile, “What’s wrong?”
Purple Sumrs asked him, “How did Sheldon Fowler die?”
Nathaniel’s smile was cool and his voice slow, “Why are you asking ? Sheldon died at Walker Entertainnt City. You should be asking Alexander Sumrs, it’s his turf after all.”
“Nathaniel, what’s the point of continually slandering him like this?” Purple Sumrs furrowed her brow, “You know I won’t believe you.”
“If you don’t believe , why ask ?” Nathaniel took a drag on his cigarette, exhaling the smoke. His handso face erged within the curling smoke, emanating a heavy yin energy, and an indescribable sense of eeriness.
“Even if I told you that I killed him, what could you do to ?” Nathaniel flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground, crushing it lightly, “That kind of person doesn’t deserve to live in this world.”
Purple Sumrs shivered.
Others might find it preposterous, but having personally undergone a transformation from a ghost into a human, Purple Sumrs knew there indeed existed gods, demons, ghosts, and monsters in this world! If Nathaniel was behind it, everything made sense!
—Perhaps Nathaniel used so unknown force to make Sheldon “commit suicide,” which is why he knew ahead of ti that Sheldon would die!
Maybe at the mont Yolanda Sumrs confided in him, he harbored the thought of murder, which is why he told Yolanda, “Sheldon won’t live much longer.”
Purple Sumrs felt Nathaniel was too terrifying.
She couldn’t even perceive his emotions—disgust, hatred, anger; none of these were present! He had killed soone, yet he was so nonchalant, as if he had casually stepped on an ant, without a ripple in his heart.
He killed people without even needing a reason!
Purple Sumrs subconsciously took a half step back, staring at him in disbelief, feeling like he was a monster!
What kind of experiences had turned him into this?!
Seeing the change in Purple Sumrs’s expression, Nathaniel suddenly chuckled lightly, his tone very gentle as he asked, “What’s wrong, Prosecutor Suzanne Saunders? Is it difficult for you? The murderer stands before you with no evidence to convict him.”
Purple Sumrs stared at him with a tense expression, her whole body cold.
“It’s a pity…” Nathaniel looked toward the lake, where the reflection in the water was murky and indistinct, “it’s a pity that I can’t kill him in this way. Mr. Ghost Hayes said he is fated to be a hero in troubled tis; unless heaven wants him dead, no one else can kill him. The more sches and plots, the more they will turn danger into safety and misfortune into blessing for him…”
The “he” here naturally referred to Alexander Sumrs.
Purple Sumrs felt anguished, “Why does it have to be like this? Isn’t it better to forget the past and start anew?! Nathaniel, can’t you be a bit more rational?! What happened between us has absolutely nothing to do with him!”
“…Nothing to do?” Nathaniel turned to ask Purple Sumrs, his eyes flashing cold, “Before we were married, he had soone almost cripple ! After the marriage, he let Jade Carlson ddle in my marriage! He drove to the brink of bankruptcy, forcing to borrow money from everywhere to save my company. Very well, he succeeded! He completely defeated and took you away from my grasp! Is he satisfied now?”
Purple Sumrs’s eyes widened in shock.
Nathaniel approached her, his expression warmly cold, “He envied our anniversary party and poisoned you, then with a new skin, he got close and affectionate. How clever, huh…”
“It couldn’t have been him! You’re talking nonsense!” Purple Sumrs’s face turned pale, her tone was emphatic, yet shaky.
Nathaniel lifted the corners of his mouth and said, “How about we play a ga? You tell him that you saw Evelyn Willard on Prosperity Street and see how he reacts.”
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