Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 613.

Jordan looked a little anxious; he didn't know whether the matter was a big deal or a small matter.

Professional killers usually check out the locations in advance and make precise calculations on how to kill their targets and how to dispose of the body.

They will definitely not expose themselves, let alone leave fingerprints.

Lucas did things carelessly and stupidly, so he became the scapegoat.

"Mr. Sterling, that bastard wore gloves, no fingerprints, and no surveillance. Lucas appeared at the scene of the incident by coincidence. What makes it worse is that there are some rumors on the Internet."

Alexander stroked his wedding ring. Compared to Jordan's anxiety, his face was more calm and composed.

"What rumors?"

"Someone posted the incident between Miss Blackwood and Bridget on the Internet, saying that she was bullying her, and even the news of Bridget's death is now everywhere. Although she was not famous, she made such a fuss before her death, and we were involved in it. it Is being circulated that her death might have to do with us. As the traffic increased, it has now evolved to the point that we did it. Do you want to deal with it immediately?"

Alexander lit a cigarette and said, "Notify the public relations department not to deal with any rumors for the time being."

"Why? It's only been a short time and things have turned out like this.

goes on, the greater the impact it will have on Sterling Group's reputation and

has become a big deal. If we just spend money to suppress it, it will only make people think that we are guilty. Also,

casually, we might fall into a trap set by the enemy, and they

that Alexander was right, but

what should we do

interaction with her. How could she drag us into this? Check al her

"Okay."

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Alexander thoroughly studied

he had a chance to escape that night, his leg was also injured, and it would not recover

for the past few months, but there was no trace of

to check him out. Who would have known

want to kill an eighteen-year-old? Didn't Black want to have nothing to do with

his brows. His instinctive intention