Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

When Natalie was wondering if she should destroy the document, Joyce let out a gasp of disbelief. “Oh, my. Jasmine died a horrible death.”

“What? Did the netizens actually upload those gory photos? Aren’t you afraid?” Natalie snapped back to reality and frowned.

Joyce rolled her eyes. “There isn’t any photo of that sort online. The authorities keep an eye on this and will delete all the relevant photos. I read this from a reporter’s description.”

She pointed at her phone and revealed, “The reporter said Jasmine fell flat on her face, so her face is disfigured and unrecognizable. That was why I said she died a horrible death!”

Joyce nodded. “Yep. That was what the reporter said.”

“Don’t you find it strange?”

“Huh? What is so strange about it?” Joyce stared at her.

Natalie lowered her gaze. “Of course, it’s about how Jasmine fell flat on her face. Do you remember she was sitting with her back against the window when we saw the video?”

“Yes.” Joyce nodded profusely.

of her face. She couldn’t have done

double take. That

rose to her feet and declared, “Something is amiss

felt a chill down her spine upon hearing Natalie’s declaration. She couldn’t help but shudder. “Nat, stop it. That’s too scary. Don’t tell me someone

one would dare to switch it

is it?”

them again, her gaze was steely. “It’s about how Jasmine jumped down from the building. Joyce, if you were to commit

window, of course. I’ve never heard of anyone who would jump with their back

saying Jasmine didn’t commit suicide? Someone else put her in that position and

possible. I feel that her position before she jumped and the corpse’s position on the ground are both abnormal. Hence, my doubts. But of

and headed to the rack

doesn’t matter whether she was murdered or committed suicide. This is none of our business.