My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I contemplated what he said, slightly stunned. Then I looked at Evan and asked, "Evan, is the financial compensation for accidental death and suicide the same?"

Evan shook his head and replied, "It's different. If it's an accident, the company has to pay a large amount in compensation. Even the entire company's security system needs to undergo scrutiny and upgrade. If it's a suicide, then the company only has to pay a small amount of money as a compassionate compensation."

I nodded. I roughly understood the reason why the elderly couple was creating a ruckus here. What a company always feared were accidents. The couple was creating a huge ruckus now because they were hoping that before Sonia's death was ruled an accident or a suicide, Hendrix would compensate them in order to make them leave and not affect the company.

However, Hendrix didn't show up at all even after they had been kicking up a fuss for so long. It seemed that Hendrix was going to wait for the police report to come out before he dealt with it.

I cast a glance at the middle-aged couple, whose faces were streaked with tears, their voices were hoarse from all the crying. They looked old and frail after staying up the whole night.

Seeing the pale face of the child beside them, I looked at Evan and said, "Evan, could you please ask someone to buy breakfast and snacks for them later?"

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his office. I couldn't help but put the breakfast I'd packed in front of him and took away the pen and documents in his hand. Then, I pretended to be angry and said, "I know you're a workaholic, but you've been working all night. You can't go on like this. Eat your breakfast

pulled me to sit on his lap. Then, he took a deep breath

still dare turn this on me. Look at yourself now. Well, stop talking. Eat your

then opened the breakfast I brought with me and

to sleep,

choice but to lie beside him, leaning