Chapter 744: Chapter 742 - 742 Try It_1

No one used to suspect anything because no one thought in that direction, especially those close to them.

Even if they saw someone who looked similar in the news, on the internet, or in magazines, they would just think it was a coincidence; nobody would imagine that their own family or friends might be playing another role somewhere else.

Nathaniel Summers pointed out Alexander Summers’ dual identity and, at the same time, deepened Purple Summers’ suspicion of Alexander.

…If it were Roy Howard, the head of the powerful Howard Family, it would be all too easy for him to make Jade Carlson’s death look like an accident.

Purple Summers looked at him warily and asked in a low voice, “What exactly do you want to do?”@@novelbin@@

“Nothing much,” Nathaniel responded casually as he sipped his drink, “Exposing his identity does me no favors. Rest assured, I have no interest in unveiling his identity. I’m only interested in tormenting him, letting him taste what it’s like to lose everything.”

They were very close, and others simply thought they were whispering to each other.

Purple Summers’ face turned pale, but because she had put on makeup that day, and the faint blush on her cheeks made her look in good health, there were no obvious signs.

Nathaniel walked past Purple Summers as if nothing had happened, as if the words he had just spoken were merely a casual remark without any emotion.

Purple Summers watched his retreating figure, feeling a chill crawling up from the soles of her feet, spreading through her limbs and freezing her blood…

She told herself over and over: stay calm. However, the sense of alarm in her heart just wouldn’t go away.

…

Among the guests, there were not a few who knew Nathaniel Summers. Having not seen him for several months, they came over to greet him.

The impression Nathaniel used to give people was one of confidence and brightness, reserved and polite, with a clear look in his eyes when he smiled. But now, he gave off a profound and quiet mystery, seemingly unfathomable.

Some noticed the beads on his wrist and joked, “I heard you traveled solo with a backpack? How come it feels like you’ve changed so much after coming back? Could it be that you’ve received guidance from an eminent monk?”

“Is that red sandalwood?” someone knowledgeable squinted and observed, “It doesn’t quite look like it…”

Nathaniel smiled, switched the glass to his other hand, and let the hand with the beads naturally hang down, his sleeve covering it.

“Guidance is too strong a word, but I did indeed encounter an expert who taught me some secret skills,” he spoke indifferently.

Rich people have many forms of entertainment but can’t escape indulgence. Upon hearing about such extraordinary figures and events, their attention was all captured.

“What secret skills?” someone curiously asked.

Nathaniel took a sip of his drink and looked at the person with a smile, saying, “Opening Ghost Eyes.”

People looked at each other and were also fully intrigued.

“What does opening Ghost Eyes mean?”

Nathaniel said, “Opening Heaven’s Eyes can help you see the future, while opening Ghost Eyes can reveal the past. The secret skill I learned is opening Ghost Eyes to see a person’s past.”

“That’s impossible,” a guest who believed in science couldn’t help but say, “This is too fantastical. You didn’t run into a charlatan, did you?”

Nathaniel wasn’t angry; he just smiled and said, “I know, I also find it quite mystifying. Why don’t we give it a try?”

The atmosphere heated up, and more guests were drawn in, with many humorously saying, “Let’s try, let’s try!”

“But how do we try?”

“Hahaha, do we need to perform a ritual?”

The crowd buzzed with comments.

Nathaniel maintained a faint smile, “It’s not hard. You can throw out some questions and see if I know the answers.”

A wealthy young master, eager to test, asked Nathaniel, “Last week, I had a date with a female star. Do you know who she is?”

“I don’t know her,” Nathaniel said with a smile.

Everyone laughed, urging him on.

Just then, Nathaniel spoke unhurriedly, “Black short hair, wearing a red coat with a black dress underneath, a small mole near her eye…”