Shane's throaty voice rang out. “Have you heard about Jasmine's suicide?”

“Yes, I'm about to go to the scene now,” Natalie replied as she pressed on the elevator button.

Shane furrowed his brows. “Why would you need to go there?”

“Because I think the person who died isn't Jasmine.”

She hurried into the elevator while explaining her doubts.

After hearing her explanation, Shane sprung up from his chair. “I'll go there with you too.”

“Alright. I shall wait for you there. Give me a call when you arrive,” responded Natalie.

Shane mumbled a quick response and hung up. He opened his drawer and pulled his car keys out before striding out of his office.

An hour later, Natalie arrived at the scene.

She was too late, for the corpse was no longer there. Only a few police officers were there to investigate the matter.

carefully. She glanced at the spot where the corpse dropped before studying the window of Jasmine's room in deep

we're in a middle of an investigation. If you have no business here, you need

lips to

It was Susan!

her hair and clothes were a disheveled mess. Her eyes were red, so it was obvious she

she demanded, “What are you

know each other?” the police officer

“Yes. She's my

see.” He nodded

designer who is very popular

pointed at Natalie furiously. “Sir, she's the

brows. “I killed your

Mrs. Smith,” the police officer reprimanded

she declared, “I am not accusing her. My daughter was bullied because of her! She couldn't take it and chose to commit suicide. She's the one who killed my daughter! What are you doing? Hurry

scurried ahead and shoved the police

the ground, and

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