"The millions of dollars I pour into the maintenance of this complex every year isn't chump change."
"Now that this scandal exploded, not only is my initial investment going down the drain, but all the remaining units will have to be sold for peanuts."
"I'm going to lose my shirt on this project!"
"The other wealthy owners are constantly cursing in the management chat; the place is a warzone."
"Please find the killer as quickly as possible and restore our reputation."
Nathan remained stone-faced as he walked alongside Mr. Lawson. Hearing the billionaire rant about money without sparing a single word of sympathy for the victim, Nathan finally cut in, "Was the victim a property owner here?"
"Of course not."
Mr. Lawson scoffed. "That woman wanted to buy a place here initially. Did she think I couldn't see through her broke façade? She couldn't afford a broom closet here!"
Nathan exchanged a swift glance with the officer beside him.
"Why do you say that?"
Mr. Lawson was still visibly stressed over his plunging real estate value. Without thinking, he blurted out, "She was infamous! Anyone with real money knew exactly who Evelyn Tate was—she was a gold-digger who slept around."
"She wanted to secure a unit here and pulled every string imaginable to get a meeting with me, but I turned her down flat."
"What a joke. I build luxury real estate; I'm not running a charity for sugar babies."
"So she wasn't an owner, just a tenant?" Nathan asked smoothly. "Then who holds the deed to that apartment?"
"Liam Jennings. That absolute doormat of a boyfriend she had."
"That Liam was truly something else. Evelyn swapped sugar daddies faster than she swapped shoes, yet he just stayed by her side like a devoted fool through it all. Honestly, he was the ultimate hopeless romantic!"

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