Shane’s throaty voice rang out. “Have you heard about Jasmine’s suicide?”

“Yes, I’m about to go to the scene now,” Natalie replied as she pressed on the elevator button.

Shane furrowed his brows. “Why would you need to go there?”

“Because I think the person who died isn’t Jasmine.”

She hurried into the elevator while explaining her doubts.

After hearing her explanation, Shane sprung up from his chair. “I’ll go there with you too.”

“Alright. I shall wait for you there. Give me a call when you arrive,” responded Natalie.

Shane mumbled a quick response and hung up. He opened his drawer and pulled his car keys out before striding out of his office.

An hour later, Natalie arrived at the scene.

She was too late, for the corpse was no longer there. Only a few police officers were there to investigate the matter.

 

glanced at the spot where the

to her. “Miss, we’re in a middle of an investigation. If you

 

parted her lips to ask something when a

It was Susan!

looked like a madwoman for her hair and clothes were a disheveled mess. Her

Natalie, she demanded, “What are

other?”

“Yes. She’s my father’s

He nodded in

costume designer who is very popular

she’s the one who killed my

knitted her brows.

evidence, Mrs. Smith,” the

declared, “I am not accusing her. My daughter was bullied because of her! She couldn’t take it

scurried ahead and shoved

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