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2 Chapter 2: She Died 2
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Her consciousness was engulfed in chaos for a long time.
Upon regaining her senses, the first feeling she felt was pain!
Her limbs were sore and powerless, her stomach had a burning sensation like being set on fire, and her head throbbed as if it had been pounded with a hammer!
She opened her eyes and saw a white ceiling, blue hospital sheets, and transparent IV bags with various labels on them.
âŠThis is a hospital, right?
She closed her eyes with a frown, vaguely recalling the last few fragments of memoryâ that man, taking her lifeless body to meet a peculiar old man who claimed to bring her back to lifeâŠ
Could it be, she was really brought back to life?!
She lifted one hand, pinched herself, then stared at her black nail polish.
She was alive⊠but she didnât know whose body she was using now?
Suzanne Saunders subconsciously wanted to find a mirror and have a look.
She was extremely emotional, desperate to find out if she had really come back to life.
At that moment, the door to the hospital room suddenly openedâ
A beautiful middle-aged woman entered the room, her eyes brimming with tears, and said to the man behind her, âWhat should we do? Purple hasnât woken up, and the doctor said if she doesnât wake up soon, her life will be in danger⊠Purple?!â freeweb novel.com
The voice abruptly ceased.
The middle-aged woman saw Suzanne Saunders awake on the bed, rushed over to her with delight, âPurple! Youâre awake?! Do you feel any discomfort? Promise not to do anything foolish again, alright? Your mom is so worried!â
Suzanne was puzzled.
This woman⊠was Aunt Atra, wasnât she?
Aunt Atra called her Purple; could it be she had turned intoâŠthe least favored foster daughter of the Summers Family, Purple Summers?
Atra Blanc wiped her tears, then continued, âFortunately, your brother brought you to the hospital in time. Otherwise⊠what would your mother doâŠâ
Suzanne became even more baffledâŠ
Brother? âŠRight, if she had become Purple Summers, then Alexander Summers should be her brother.
âAlexander Summers, the Fourth Young Master of the Summers Family.
Suzanneâs husband, Nathaniel Summers, was the third son of the family. So, Alexander was her younger brother-in-law. But nowâŠ
Haha, from sister-in-law to sister, what a mess of generation!
Furthermore, Alexander Summers was a man of cunning, deceit, wickedness, and extremely vengeful!
He was Old Master Summersâ and Atra Blancâs late-life child. With no one backing him after the old masterâs death, and Atra Blanc being weak, Alexander suffered great bully in the Summers Family!
He deliberately pretended to be a spoiled playboy to lull Mrs. Summers into a false sense of security while secretly amassing power; ten years of lurking for the chance to strike a heavy blow to the Summers Family!
Mrs. Summers, who had abused him, died in a car accident.
Second Young Master Summers, who had bullied him, was imprisoned for bribery.
Even the innocuous Third Young Master was facing bankruptcy!
Suzanne believed this was not a coincidence; it could only be attributed to Alexander Summers!
In order to save her husbandâs company, she had run around raising money but constantly hit a wall. It wasnât until a friend privately reminded her that she realized Alexanderâs other identity was not so simple!
He wanted to destroy the Summers Corporation, and there was no one in Clearwater City who dared to help?!
Unfortunately, Suzanne died before she could investigate further.
âOf course, she didnât have the chance to tell her husband about it and let him be played with by Alexander. She didnât feel sorry at all!
Atra Blanc noticed her daughter staring blankly at Alexander and couldnât help but worry, âPurple, whatâs wrong? Do⊠do you still recognize me? This is your brother, donât you remember?â
Alexander lazily lifted an eyelid and said sarcastically, âShe tried to kill herself through alcohol and cutting her wrist, not by damaging her brain, so she wonât have memory loss.â
Suzanne: ââŠâ
My brother, could your words be any more poisonous? Could you please take care of your sisterâs fragile feelings after her failed suicide attempt?