Abandoned by All I Took It All Back novel Chapter 603

Janina shut her laptop, her will to work completely gone.

She leaned back in her chair, letting her head relax. The moment she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with images of Damaris.

Just a dozen days ago, Damaris had been a force of nature, fiercely beating Yvonne. Her voice and presence had been overwhelmingly powerful.

She had seemed like a raging harpy, not someone to be trifled with.

Then, a few days later, Damaris appeared on camera with Farmer, looking sickly and frail, as if she had been completely transformed. She clarified the assault incident and apologized to Yvonne.

And after that, Damaris had brought reporters to ambush Janina outside the Meridian Building, screaming accusations: "Why did you send me that video, Janina? You ruined my happy family!"

But as Damaris was leaving, the look in her eyes had been one of deep self-reproach and helplessness.

And now, today, Damaris had suddenly set herself on fire.

Slumped in her chair, Janina felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

How could such a vibrant person come to this?

She never even got the chance to ask Damaris what had happened in the past few days. And now, she was dead.

Janina opened her eyes and called Kenneth.

He seemed to be waiting for her call, picking up after just one ring.

"Janina, did you finish the video?"

"Yes. I need you to look into Damaris's whereabouts over the last few days. Who she met, and what she was doing right before she went to the roof."

Janina still couldn't believe Damaris would commit suicide. It just wasn't in her character.

Damaris's personality had changed so drastically in just ten days. Something must have happened that Janina didn't know about.

Kenneth was feeling the pressure. He was just a humble private investigator, but now he was being forced to become some kind of superhuman agent, needing to split his focus in a dozen different directions.

He not only had to investigate matters in Clayborne City but also keep a constant watch on Meridia.

If this were ancient times, he, Kenneth, could have built his own intelligence agency.

Then he heard Janina's voice.

"Five days of sick leave. There might be a record at a hospital. Find out who he met and where he went during his time off."

After hanging up, Janina grabbed her coat and turned off the office lights.

It was now 10:30 PM.

The streets were empty of pedestrians, with only the occasional car passing by.