After that night, Whitney felt Charles was deliberately distancing himself from her.
Although they shared a room at night, he spoke significantly less and would always keep a safe distance from her.
The enticing closeness they used to share no longer occurred.
Whitney quickly got used to him blowing hot and cold and concentrated on her work.
Just like that, their tacit silent standoff lasted for a month.
In early November, a criminal case that shocked the whole nation took place in Salinsburgh.
While the incident was spreading like wildfire on the internet, Gwendolyn was swamped with her work at Harris Group.
In recent years, Harris Group focused on overseas development, making their trading business thrive.
Within five years, the company became one of the top thirty most powerful corporations worldwide.
After an important meeting, all of Harris Group's executives whispered among themselves, wearing especially solemn expressions.
Gwendolyn sensed something was amiss but didn't ask about it and returned to her office. Only then did she inquire of her assistant, Joanne, who had been transferred from Angle, about what was going on. “What were they discussing today? After the meeting ended, they seemed to be talking about the news.”
Joanne was taken aback. “Ms. Harris, you don't know about it? This incident is being hotly reported on the news. The news came out this morning and is already making the headlines of all major media outlets. I think everyone in Salinsburgh is discussing it.”
Gwendolyn nonchalantly browsed through an agreement, seemingly unfazed. “I'm too busy, so I haven't had the time to read the news online.”
With her interest piqued, Joanne elaborated to her employer, “Just last night, the once-prestigious Cloud family was annihilated overnight. I heard all of them died tragically. The whole villa reeked of blood, and the crime scene was said to be so gory that it could induce nightmares. After all, the Cloud family was an elite household, yet they were wiped out just like that. It is said that the Cloud family's heiress, Jessamyn, died by the window with half her body hanging outside. It seems she was trying to escape through the window. When she was found, her clothes were in disarray, and she had dozens of lethal cuts all over her mangled body. It looked like someone had a vendetta against her. Over a hundred people were there, including members of the Cloud family, the housekeepers and bodyguards, but none survived. I-It's truly gruesome...”
Joanne's voice trembled as she narrated. She was terrified just by imagining the scene. Colors drained from her face, and she even wobbled a little as her legs turned to jelly.
Gwendolyn, who was initially listening halfheartedly, grimaced.
She furrowed her brows, mulling over Joanne's words in her mind. Over a hundred people? After what Charles did to the Cloud family due to their offense previously, Cloudington Group had long been in decline, nearly exiting the circle of wealthy families and declaring bankruptcy. Under such circumstances, there was no way the Cloud family could account for over a hundred people, even if that number included the bodyguards and housekeepers. Unless...
“Was the Cloud family hosting a banquet last night?”
Joanne nodded. “I heard it was Mr. Ignatius Cloud's birthday. Because of the troubles faced by Cloudington Group, the other elites of the society didn't attend. Ignatius merely invited family relatives to have a simple celebration in his garden. Unexpectedly, something like that happened, causing the entire Cloud family to be annihilated.”
Gwendolyn took a deep breath, unable to imagine such a tragedy taking place in Salinsburgh, a city jointly governed by the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the police department, known as the safest city in the country.
Moreover, the culprit had even resorted to such a brutal method to massacre every member of the Cloud family.
With mushy flesh flying everywhere, the bloodiness of the scene would traumatize anyone who saw it.
Gwendolyn felt that the incident couldn't have happened for no reason. The culprit is ruthless to have slaughtered so many people. What exactly was their goal?
A sense of foreboding surged within her, and an inexplicable panic crept into her heart whenever she pictured the scene described by Joanne.
Extremely concerned about Cedrick's investigation, Gwendolyn instructed Joanne to take her leave and dialed Cedrick's number.
In the past, he had always answered her calls immediately, but this time, the phone rang for a full minute, yet all she heard was the melodious ringtone in the receiver.
Overwrought, Gwendolyn clenched her fists. Why isn't Cedrick answering the phone? Did something happen to him? The Federal Bureau of Investigation will surely have to step in to investigate such a high-profile case. Did they encounter an ambush or an assassination?
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