"This might be a bit difficult, but I can try," Monica said.
"Thank you," she continued. "By the way, I haven't told Mom about going out with Tristan yet. I told her I'd be going with a friend to clear my mind."
"I understand," Algerone Swain said, knowing they were on the same side.
Father and daughter chatted briefly before hanging up, as their father was a busy man.
At the entrance of the Clarke Corp building, there were many people gathered, some standing and some squatting. It seemed as if something was the center of attention, and there was a lot of commotion, as if something significant had happened.
Tristan stepped on the brake, and his Maybach stopped at a distance. He looked ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Seeing Kevin and Saskia Holt surrounded by bodyguards, Tristan had a bad feeling, especially when he saw an ambulance nearby.
He quickened his pace, and the sound of sad crying reached his ears.
Saskia Holt was the first to spot him and pulled on Kevin's arm, whispering, "Mr. Norwell is here."
Kevin looked over, as if seeing hope.
Tristan stood next to him and, without asking what had happened, saw an old man with white hair lying on the ground.
"Father, how tragic is your death! Wake up!" people cried.
"Uncle, uncle..."
"Old man, wake up! You can't leave me behind!"
A dead person?
Though Tristan felt sympathy, he still looked at Kevin with confusion.
Kevin reported in a low voice, "Finally, you're here. You didn't answer the phone, and our partners are arriving soon. I can't handle this situation alone."
"What happened?" Tristan asked calmly.
Kevin answered, "The old man suddenly died here. He wasn't an employee; he was just passing by. His family members suddenly appeared, demanding compensation and refusing to leave without money."
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