The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

My Nephew Leonard 447 Chapter 447

Noelle's hands immediately clenched.

Then, something flashed through her mind, but before she could grasp it, the words had already slipped from her lips.

"The person who died... Was it Olivia?"

The deceased was indeed Olivia. She had fallen from the 21st-floor balcony of an apartment complex and died on the spot.

And more importantly, her clothes were disheveled at the time of her death. Aside from her, the only other person in the apartment was Hendrix.

A man and a woman, alone in a high-rise apartment in the dead of the night-that alone was enough to fuel endless speculation. And with Hendrix's status, it only made things worse.

Within hours, all sorts of theories had already taken over the headlines.

had already spread

accidental fall from the balcony. After all, if woman really wanted to end

in high society had always been more sensational than celebrity gossip, let

managed to get hold of Noelle's contact information, and they bombarded her with questions regarding the incident. After all, it hadn't been that long ago when Hendrix had taken a knife for her

actions had shocked and deeply moved everyone. People had believed that

was cruel in

had no idea how to respond to the reporters' questions. Because when it came to what Hendrix and Olivia's relationship truly was, she knew no more than

heard about Olivia's death, she had been just as shocked as everyone else. And in all this

Hendrix, once the revered general manager of Amity Group, had become a murder suspect. Amity Group, which had been thriving this year, saw its stocks plummet catastrophically within

critical moment, some pushed Nathan to take over. Despite his past wrongdoings, he still carried the Freeman last name, and with Ophelia's shares

objected. Her reasoning was simple-Hendrix's case was still unresolved. Thus, she refused to agree to any succession

circle long enough to know that the business world was like a battlefield. These so-called elites in tailored suits and silk ties were nothing more than predators in disguise.

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they sensed weakness, they would pounce an whether they be friends or foes. And so, Beatrice's objections