Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 873 - : Give Me Your Hand_1
Chapter 873: Chapter 873: Give Me Your Hand_1
“If you need it, I can provide a written statement,” Purple Summers said seriously. “As long as you find the person, you won’t be short of any money.”
Nathaniel Summers looked at her steadily for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
“Forget it, I’ll trust you this once.”
He turned around leisurely and continued walking forward.
Although Purple Summers didn’t understand, she still followed in his footsteps, maintaining a distance of two or three meters.
Nathaniel said, “When I was a child, I once overheard my second brother and my mom arguing. My mom wanted to drive Atra Blanc away, and my second brother said that if Atra Blanc stepped out of this house, he would turn around and marry her right back in. My mom was so angry she cursed loudly, but afterwards she truly didn’t dare to bring up driving the person away again.”
As he said this, Nathaniel suddenly stopped walking. Purple Summers, who was behind him, almost bumped into him. She stabilized herself just in time, only to see Nathaniel turn around to look at her.
“As long as the person is still with the Summers family, hidden behind this layer of social status, bound by moral integrity and shame, nothing can be done,” Nathaniel said. “Now that the person is no longer with the Summers family, guess what will happen?”
Purple Summers’s face was tense, “Did you know this would happen beforehand?”
“I didn’t know. It was all from childhood, and I had long forgotten. It just suddenly came to my mind today, so I made a call to ask, and I didn’t expect…” He chuckled softly and didn’t continue.
When the two of them reached the outside of the small western-style building, Nathaniel let Purple Summers go to open the door.
There was not much change inside.
When Purple Summers moved out, she had not taken the furniture with her. Thus, the living room, though a bit more deserted, was not much different from before.
“Do you have something that belonged to her?” Nathaniel asked.
Hearing this, Purple Summers went to Atra Blanc’s room and found a few strands of hair on the bedside. When she came downstairs, she noticed that the curtains in the living room were all drawn, and Nathaniel was sitting on the sofa. A piece of yellow paper was spread out on the coffee table in front of him.
He leaned forward slightly, holding a lighter in his hand, and lit several white candles.
The atmosphere in the living room became somewhat eerie, and Nathaniel’s face, in the flickering candlelight, appeared ominously pale and gentle.
“Will hair do?” Purple Summers asked.
“Place it on the paper,” Nathaniel said without looking up, focusing only on the candle flame and slowly placing it on the corner of the coffee table.
Purple Summers did as told and gently placed the few strands of hair she held onto the yellow paper.
After finishing these tasks, she couldn’t help but ask, “When you traveled abroad that time, was it to learn these things?”
“Originally, I was looking for Mr. Ghost Hayes.” Nathaniel’s expression was cold and indifferent as he frankly told her, “Mr. Ghost Hayes fled when he heard that the person we were dealing with was the head of the Howard Family. However, that place turned out to be quite interesting.”
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He glanced at her and continued, “It was an ancient village in the depths of the mountains, where the villagers were adept at training ghosts. Some also understood sinister arts. As long as you paid them, they would dare to do anything… That place is considered Mr. Ghost Hayes’s hometown.”
Purple Summers was silent.
Nathaniel checked the candle flames at all four corners and said, “Have your people leave.”
Purple Summers was taken aback for a moment and glanced at the bodyguard at the door, hesitating.
She was very wary of being alone with Nathaniel.
Nathaniel seemed to notice her hesitation. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Without urging or saying anything, he sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Purple Summers to make a decision.
Purple Summers then knew that if she didn’t have the people leave, Nathaniel wouldn’t begin.
“Stay outside,” Purple Summers said.
Since everyone outside was her person, Purple Summers thought that even if Nathaniel wanted to do something, he should weigh the consequences.
After all the bodyguards had left, Purple Summers looked at him: “Can we start now?”
Nathaniel said, “Give me your hand.”
“What?” Purple Summers thought she had heard wrong.
Nathaniel stretched out his hand, palm open and facing up, and repeated, “Give me your hand.”
Purple Summers frowned and lightly placed her hand in his open palm—
