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.

 

and scanned the scene carefully. She glanced at the spot where the corpse dropped before studying the window of Jasmine’s room in

in a middle

 

parted her lips to ask something when a maniac suddenly

It was Susan!

for her hair and clothes were a disheveled mess. Her eyes were red, so it was obvious she had cried before coming

she demanded, “What are you doing

you know each other?” the police

“Yes. She’s

I see.” He nodded

the costume designer who

she’s the

her brows. “I

her without evidence, Mrs. Smith,” the police

because of her! She couldn’t take it and chose to commit suicide. She’s the one who killed my daughter! What are you doing? Hurry

ahead and shoved

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