Jerry weighed the possibility, a hint of gloom in his voice, "If that's the case, we're in for some trouble. Let's not even mention that the harassment case is several years old now. But at present, they're insisting that the girl committed suicide because of severe depression, and encountering Julian just pushed him over the edge. We have no way to verify that."

"Who says we can't?" Vivienne, acting on the information Matthew had dug up earlier, stepped into the elevator, "Just wait for my news. I'll fill you in later."

The moment the elevator doors closed with a ding, she promptly ended the call.

Percival watched the floor numbers rise with a hint of concern in his eyes, "Vivienne, are you really sure that woman's daughter will help us?"

Vivienne: "I'm not sure."

Such honesty, and they were at a loss for words.

Sensing the chill in Vivienne's gaze, Percival cleared his throat, "So, are we here today just to fish for information?"

"Exactly."

The elevator dinged upon reaching the fifteenth floor.

Vivienne waited for the doors to fully open before stepping out.

Walking along the corridor towards the most secluded corner, they approached the VIP hospital room with the poorest lighting.

Through the glass door, they could see a girl in a hospital gown sitting on the pristine white bed, barely in her early twenties. Her face was devoid of color, skin stretched over bones as if she was merely a skeleton with a layer of flesh.

She didn't seem to care about her cracked, bleeding lips, her gaze lifelessly fixed outside the window.

Several birds perched on the glass, hopping around cheerfully and unafraid of humans.

As she reached out, the birds fluttered away in all directions.

noticed the bandages revealed as the girl

sleeve without a

frowned slightly, scanning the room, "Why is it so quiet? Didn't Zinnia claim she visits daily? It's past lunch, and no one's brought her

member. This area felt like a forgotten corner of the world, devoid of life. If not for the girl inside, he might

and Percival noticed this

to post pictures of Cassidy's room on her account three times a day, like clockwork.

off," Percival coldly

they pushed open the door

followed closely as Cassidy turned to the

the

strangers. Desolate as

Vivienne was certain; this girl

pulling Percival to stop at a distance

Cassidy didn't deny it. Her barely perceptible nod was like a dead

her thoughts, pulling up a chair to sit, "We're here about the

crossing her face, and if one looked closely, they could see guilt and unease. "I..." Cassidy's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "I know. He didn't harass

prepared

to

shifted her gaze from

her hospital

loose on her, revealing layers of bandages

with thought, but she finally voiced her question, "If you

froze. After a few moments of bewilderment, she expressed her disbelief, "Why? That woman, she thought

true, wasn't that a bit too

genius in front of Samantha, he was no

worker, indeed. It was simply the truth, no room

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