When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 392 A Death with No Answers

As usual, Jean got out of the cab and headed straight for Samuel’s office. The floor he worked on was as quiet as always; Jean walked slowly down the long hallway, her footsteps echoing sharply with every step

She’d been here many times before; everything was familiar to her.

She habitually pushed open the door to Samuel’s office–only to find the desk empty. What was going on? Was Samuel gone again?

Jean instinctively scanned the room, her eyes flicking to the corners; but still, no sign of him.

She let out a small pout and stepped into the office.

While her gaze continued to wander, she made her way toward the lounge area-

Jean had been planning to sit on the couch and wait for him to return…

But unexpectedly, she caught a glimpse of black hair peeking out from behind the couch.

Someone was behind it.

Realizing this, Jean quickly changed direction and hurried around to the back.

Samuel hadn’t left the office.

He was lying on the cold floor on his side; his face was pale, his breathing faint.

hit Jean all at

her

If she remembered correctly…

thoughts swarmed her mind as

about–it looked like it had already

given much thought to Samuel’s

was supposed to happen to him for a

something were to happen, it wasn’t supposed to be

what the novel said, Samuel died

severe asthma and had to carry his inhaler with him at all times

time, there were

just once–things

as usual, he used his inhaler, but that time, instead of saving

using his medication, Samuel mysteriously

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A Death with

the public that Samuel had died because he didn’t take his

wrong with the inhaler

someone had tampered with it; the altered

it seemed. Outwardly, they

had been too skilled; no matter how much

be buried forever; Samuel died with no

all of that was supposed to happen years later–was it possible that some butterfly effect had brought it

help but