Summary of Chapter 1911 from The Pinnacle of Life
Chapter 1911 marks a crucial moment in Evergreen Qin’s Romance novel, The Pinnacle of Life. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
“Uh…” Alex looked at her with a bit of an impression, yet he could not remember her at all. However, the next second, he frowned.
It was because he sensed a faint aura of the Blood Cult on the woman, and the aura was imperceptible. If he had not been sensitive to the demonic cultivation of the Blood Cult due to the divine power from Ksitigarbha’s Legacy in his body, he would not have detected it at all.
For instance, Uncle Drake and the Fairy Doctor at the adjacent seats could not detect it
Naturally, Alex did not care much about such a subtle aura. At best, it was an existence that was weaker than those disciples of Leviathan Gate before. Even if she was somewhat related to the Blood Cult, she was worlds apart from it. However, he felt a little strange for her to know about himself.
“You’re… My apologies. I really can’t remember who you are. ” Alex stood up. Since he had not purchased the plane ticket, he had simply found a seat earlier. He immediately found another seat.
To his surprise, she followed over after placing the luggage in her hand.
She scanned Alex curiously as she whispered with a faint smile, “Hey, you didn’t sneak in here, did you? You bought the economy class ticket, right?”
“Um… Do you really know me?” Alex said.
“Your memory is too poor, huh? I’m pretty sure my changes after puberty aren’t that drastic!” The woman chuckled while covering her mouth with her hand. Then, after a pause, she said, “If you don’t remember me, you should be able to remember Hayley Hanson, right? She used to be your girlfriend.”
When Hayley was brought up, Alex narrowed his eyes at once. He could never forget the girl in the skirt who had given him a string of bracelets that evening, telling him that she wanted to go to a faraway place. Then, she was never heard from ever since she left.
As a result, she had been quietly lying in a coffin and bathed in a blood pool until now after the parting that night.
“You’re…”
Clara blurted, “He’s my high school classmate. I really didn’t expect that I would meet an old friend on such a flight on this day. I’m overjoyed.”
Alex took a glance at the man. Consequently, he was shocked.
The man had the aura of the Blood Cult on him as well. Furthermore, it was much denser than Clara’s. It seemed that he was even an expert.
Alex asked calmly, “Clara Beck, is he your husband?”
Clara said, “To hell with you. He’s not!”
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