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.

scanned the scene carefully. She glanced at the spot where the corpse dropped before studying

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

lips to ask something when a maniac suddenly dashed

It was Susan!

a disheveled mess. Her eyes were red, so it was obvious she

Natalie, she demanded, “What are you doing

each other?”

“Yes. She's

see.” He nodded in

who

she's the one who

her brows. “I killed your

can't accuse her without evidence, Mrs. Smith,”

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?

and shoved the

onto the ground, and his uniform got

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