Chapter 455: Chapter 456: No Murder_1
Jade Carlson’s expression froze, her eyes stared blankly at Purple Summers, lost in stupefaction.
She couldn’t comprehend why, at such a critical moment, Purple Summers was not concerned about her own background but instead inquired about the cause of Suzanne Saunders’ death?
“Suzanne Saunders… didn’t she, didn’t she accidentally fall into the river…” Jade responded blankly.
“Is that so.” Purple Summers lowered her eyelids, her thick lashes masking the waves of emotion, and said indifferently, “Then, I suppose there is no need for us to continue this conversation.”
She stood up to leave.
Jade Carlson panicked, “Wait, wait! … Purple Summers, what exactly do you want to know? Suzanne Saunders did indeed die from falling into the river!”
Purple Summers stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at Jade Carlson, her gaze serene and cold, “Still not willing to tell me? What did you put in Suzanne Saunders’ drink that I need to remind you of right now?”
Jade Carlson’s eyes widened in shock, as if frozen in place.
“How… how would you know…”
She had been so secretive about it; it was impossible for anyone to know!
“Not only do I know, but I also have evidence.” Purple Summers sneered, “Jade Carlson, you drugged her drink, and a guest on the boat captured it.”
At these words, Jade Carlson felt as if struck by lightning, unable to recover her wits for a long time.
Purple Summers continued, “Of course, I can understand that compared to the crime of kidnapping children, the crime of murder is much heavier. You cannot afford to make such a grave mistake over a minor issue, can you?”
Jade Carlson’s face turned deathly white, she yelled, “I didn’t kill anyone! I didn’t!”
Fearful that Purple Summers wouldn’t believe her, she said desperately, “The drug was given to me by Nathaniel Summers! It was Nathaniel Summers who asked me to put it in Suzanne Saunders’ drink, this has nothing to do with me! I was just helping him out!”
A sharp pain shot through Purple Summers’ heart.
“You’re saying… it was Nathaniel Summers?” she said in disbelief, “Why would Nathaniel do such a thing?”
Jade Carlson, eager to clear her name, told Purple Summers everything, “That day was the anniversary of Nathaniel Summers and Suzanne Saunders’ New Year. Ever since they got married, they haven’t… they haven’t been intimate, and Nathaniel thought his condition was nearly cured, so he wanted to try… but feared Suzanne Saunders would be unwilling, so he bought some aphrodisiacs. They are husband and wife, doing this… it’s just a little spice! But who could have foreseen that an accident would befall Suzanne Saunders!”
“Nathaniel was ill? What illness?” Purple Summers frowned.
Talking about this matter, Jade Carlson looked uncomfortable, her head hung low, “It happened two weeks before their wedding… I went to the Summers Family house to retrieve a document for Suzanne Saunders. Nathaniel was about to pick up Suzanne Saunders from work, so he drove me to the Prosecutor’s Office. On the way, we encountered thugs… Nathaniel was injured.”
Jade Carlson bit her lip, continuing, “He… he was severely injured down there, urgently needing treatment, but such a matter is a great humiliation for a man. Nathaniel didn’t tell Suzanne Saunders, the wedding went on as planned. I don’t know if it’s because Suzanne Saunders was immersed in grief over the loss of her grandmother, but she never noticed her husband’s serious injury.”
Purple Summers tried to recollect, but the memories in her mind were hazy, she couldn’t remember anymore.
Indeed, during that time right after marriage, she was living in a daze, constantly crying over her grandmother’s death, completely oblivious to Nathaniel’s unusual behavior…
No wonder Nathaniel never made such requests of her; she had thought that Nathaniel was considerate of her feelings, having lost a loved one so suddenly, and wanted to observe mourning for her grandmother. But it turned out he didn’t lack desire, he was simply unable!
“… Nathaniel was injured in that place, and both physical therapy and psychotherapy required a female friend’s assistance. Thinking the attack happened partly because of me, I volunteered… to be part of his treatment process. As for Suzanne Saunders, she probably wanted to get over her grief through work, working day and night, yet neglected her own husband, completely unaware of his predicament!”