My Dreamy Old Husband novel Chapter 1184

Many companies in the building were closed then, but the surveillance system was still operating normally. The three suspects swaggered their way in and blatantly committed the crime; they even made a copy of the surveillance footage for some unknown reason before leaving.

However, Derek—or his remains—was missing. The surveillance footage showed that he had been pushed off the building, but his remains were never found. No remains were found even after the search area was widened to a few kilometers within the radius.

This incident wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

Michael kept watching the surveillance videos. As expected, he couldn’t spot Quinton, who was very mindful of surveillance cameras. The first thing he did upon entering a room was always to look for surveillance blind spots.

Sophia looked back to see Sandra, who looked incredibly anxious as she came in and grabbed the arm of one of the police officers. She said, “I’m Sandra Mitchell, and Derek is my younger brother. I received a call from him last night, and he said someone wanted to kill him. Where is my brother? Has anyone seen my brother?”

The police officer replied regretfully, “Your brother, Derek, has gone missing after falling off the building last night. We’re still searching for him right now.”

Sandra seemed devastated by the police officer’s words. She slumped back against the wall and was in a daze for a moment before suddenly bursting into floods of tears. She wailed so pitifully that even the police officer couldn’t stand seeing her like this and gave her a few words of comfort. As the victim’s sister, she reluctantly started to have her testimony recorded.

“My brother and I were very close. He was more of a low-key person, so he never made his identity public. He started working from the bottom and was a very down-to-earth and hardworking kid. He was always busy, but we still kept in touch, and we often traveled together. I have no idea what on earth has happened. He usually treated people very nicely, and he never incurred anyone’s hatred. Why would someone want to kill him…”

Sophia breathed out through her nostrils as she watched from the sidelines. What she says is so full of high-sounding words, she thought to herself.

Wanting to see what Sandra wanted to do, she continued listening patiently.

Suddenly, Sandra seemed to have recalled something; she jumped and pointed at Sophia, shouting, “She must have been the one who killed my brother!” She seemed to have figured everything out at once, for she spoke sternly. “My brother told me that this woman had designs on him, for she wanted to make him her kept man. After he refused her, she even threatened him, saying that she would give him a hard time if he didn’t submit to her. It must be her!”

The assistant quickly grabbed her, but she yelled, as if being possessed, “Sophia, you must have been the one who killed my brother! You’re so cruel! Just you wait; I’ll definitely avenge my brother! I want you to pay with your life!”

Sophia retorted in a poised manner, “Miss Mitchell, your brother’s remains haven’t been found yet! How could you assert categorically that he’s dead?”

Sandra let out a few sobs while crying with grief. “You all must have hidden my brother’s remains away! You all are so cruel! My brother was also a Mitchell, so why would you harm him like this?” She was devastated. “Just you wait; I must make you all pay the price! I’ll definitely avenge Derek!” she growled viciously.

With that, she wiped her tears and left in a hurry.

Sophia let out another sneer.

The sun rose late in winter, so it was just 9.00AM when Sophia came downstairs after she hurried to Dragon Technology Corporation and finished dealing with the matters. It seemed that nothing had happened at Dragon Technology’s premises as the office workers hurried in and out of the company. Even though there was a suspected homicide, only the floor where the incident happened was sealed off for rectification. Merely a few people worked on that floor, anyway.

It was labeled a homicide, but the victim was never found, which was truly strange.

It was cold in winter, so Michael and Sophia walked downstairs with their face masks put on to maintain a low profile and keep themselves warm.