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.

outside the police line and scanned the scene carefully. She glanced at the spot where the

and came to her. “Miss, we're in a middle of an investigation. If you have no

to

It was Susan!

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

she demanded,

you know each other?” the police

nodded. “Yes. She's my

see.” He

designer who is very

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

her brows. “I killed your

Mrs. Smith,” the police officer

as 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

ahead and shoved the

ground, and his

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