Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1183 Basement_1

Chapter 1183: Chapter 1183 Basement_1

It’s the police!

Have the police finally found her?

...No, that’s not right.

It shouldn’t be.

If the police had discovered she was here, they wouldn’t have sent just two men; these two arriving now must be on a routine search.

Look, the man leading the way looks like one of the village officials, which explains a lot.

With that in mind, Purple Summers’s initial excitement quickly dissipated.

She had witnessed Cherry’s methods, so she knew very well that even if these people found her trail, they might not live to report back.

Nathaniel Summers cleaned up the toys and children’s picture books from the cartoon floor mat, letting Cherry move the mat aside to reveal the metal movable panel underneath—tied with a rope, it opened to reveal an underground entrance.

Purple Summers saw half a ladder.

She looked on in surprise.

Having lived there for such a long time and having seen Cherry play there countless times, she couldn’t imagine that such an entrance to a basement was hidden beneath the mat.

Nathaniel stood at the entrance, watching Purple Summers.

The message was clear, she was to go down.

Purple Summers didn’t move.

The policemen outside were getting closer, their progress slowed by the deep snow on the ground.

She knew her chances were slim, but however faint, it was still hope. If she missed this chance, Purple Summers really didn’t know when the next would be.

"It’s no use," Nathaniel watched her calmly, "I have many ways to send you down, but I know the way you’d dislike the most is to be possessed by Cherry and walk down."

Purple Summers gave a wry smile.

He was right.

Even though she herself was an outsider, she really did not want to experience ghost possession.

Purple Summers complied, and she went down on her own.

With shackles on her feet, descending the ladder was not easy; the chains clanked against the metal ladder relentlessly.

As she went down, she heard Cherry turn up the sound of the cartoons, and then Nathaniel also came down.

The metal movable panel above closed with a heavy thud, fitting tightly together—cutting off both light and sound.

Purple Summers could see nothing, hear nothing anymore...

A dense, despairing taste spread finely from her heart, rushing through every vein.

Rescue was so close, yet she could do nothing.

Purple Summers lay silent in the darkness.

After a moment, Nathaniel found the switch for the basement and turned on the lights.

As the light flooded her vision, Purple Summers felt that her world hadn’t changed at all; it was still dark, hopeless, endless.

The basement was about twenty square meters, very clean, with a row of freezers neatly lined up against the wall.

Inside the freezers were two male corpses and one female corpse. Purple Summers recognized the woman; she was the nurse possessed by Cherry. The men, she didn’t recognize.

Nathaniel said, "This house used to be a drug dealer’s stash location, but Kingsley has been cracking down on drugs in recent years. There’s been no business here for a long time, and it was gradually abandoned. Usually, only two people were left to guard it and occasionally pass messages outside."

So the two dead men were drug dealers’ henchmen, and Nathaniel had Cherry kill them to take over the place.

Purple Summers thought for a moment and then spoke with a sort of sigh, "I thought myself pitiable for being imprisoned, but now I realize it’s not just me who’s trapped, but you too—

Nathaniel, you can’t get rid of that ghost, can you? While I’m pitiful, at least I have a chance of being rescued, but you... you’re truly pitiable."

Nathaniel fell silent.

After a while, he laughed softly and said, "You have such a good mindset."

Purple Summers, puzzled, furrowed her brows slightly.

Nathaniel went on, "You’re already in this situation, yet you still have the spirit to play these games of sowing discord. Last time you tried to manipulate Cherry, now you’re trying to manipulate me. Purple Summers, you don’t understand Cherry at all, nor do you understand her feelings for me. Cherry and I are like a pet and its owner, a child and their parent. She may depend on me, but she’d never have the kind of possessive desire she shouldn’t."

At this, his lips curled into a mocking smile, "Maybe you’ve been with Alexander Summers for too long, and that’s why you project such filthy thoughts onto others."