Chapter 2063

Cutting her off, Remington responded hastily, My father couldnt possibly have committed suicide! He was always meticulous, concealing his illness while on medication.

How could he consider suicide? Hannah lowered her gaze, reflecting, then said, Theres only one other possibility: your father obtained this drug from the hospital to use against someone else, but someone discovered it and turned it against him instead.

Remington clenched the document in his hand, his face a complex tapestry of disbelief and grief, his voice shaking.

How is that possible? We didnt even know about Fathers condition.

Who could have used this against him? A heavy silence filled the room, broken only by the muted sounds of the crowds breathing.

Suddenly, Conor stepped forward from the crowd, his face ashen, his voice laced with shock.

I remember now.

Last time I was organizing the study, I noticed a bottle of medicine on the desk that I hadnt seen before.

I assumed Mr.

Lyons had just bought it, so I didnt think much of it.

Rodrigo, standing nearby, suddenly pieced it together.

Thats right, I also remember seeing you tidying those bottles a few times during my patrols.

I even asked you then, Arent the masters medicines all kept in the drawer? Could that bottle be… These revelations struck Like bombs, weighing down the atmosphere with their implications.

Lesia covered her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Could all of this have been premeditated? Hannahs gaze sharpened as she scanned the room, her eyes finally resting on Remington. Mr.

your family but also has access to your fathers personal affairs, even

be straightforward for

knew of your fathers condition, particularly those

help unravel

been clenched in tension, slowly

Youre right.

a thorough investigation

the room had cleared, Remington

Moore, I admit I was

you

wont

way you can assist us through this ordeal, I would

Hannah nodded in agreement.

I

all, this affair now

dont uncover the truth, the rumors could implicate us as

silent, he stood steadfastly

to coordinate their next steps,

signaling for a servant to

moments later,

Mr.

crowd of reporters

to have received anonymous tips

come in for interviews! Anonymous tips? Remingtons expression grew stern, his eyes sweeping over those gathered,

under these

Miss Moore, Mr.

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