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 the window of Jasmine's

we're in a middle of an investigation. If

polite smile. She parted her lips to ask something when a maniac suddenly dashed toward

It was Susan!

clothes were a disheveled mess. Her eyes were red, so it was obvious she had cried before

Natalie, she demanded, “What are you doing

know each other?” the police

“Yes. She's my father's

I see.” He

designer who is

“Sir, she's the one who killed my

knitted her brows.

Mrs. Smith,” the police officer reprimanded

balled up 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 one who killed my

scurried ahead and shoved the police

onto the ground, and

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