The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1327

"How can I help you, Mrs. Grant?" Keith sounded respectful as ever.

I went straight to the point, asking him, "Is Amelia’s autopsy report out yet, Keith?"

"I just received it. The result shows that she committed suicide."

I pursed my lips. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. She smashed the window herself. She went to a psychiatrist just before the suicide and was diagnosed with depression. What’s worse, she had attempted suicide several times before but couldn’t bear leaving her parents and son, so she held on until now."

I frowned. "What’s the reason she suddenly decided to commit suicide, then?"

Keith sighed. "She bought an insurance policy a few months ago. Her parents and son are the beneficiaries. The insurance payout and our company’s compensation should be enough to sustain her family."

Amelia had long thought about committing suicide and had made all the plans.

However, it was not as easy as she thought. An investigation was all it took to find out how she died.

It was no wonder Amelia’s mother was so flustered and gave me a call. I guessed she knew what was going on.

She hoped I did not know about this matter or pretended not to know about it.

After hanging up the call, I called Amelia's mother.

I could tell that she was devastated. I had no way of discussing it over the phone with her, so we agreed to talk in the hospital tomorrow.

Theo came home after work. During dinner, I kept putting food on his plate.

When he could not catch up with my speed of putting food on his plate, he glanced at me and put down his cutleries while saying blandly, "What’s the matter?”

Get myself into trouble?

I thought for a long time yet could not figure out how I would get myself into trouble by helping the child.

I did not think about it in detail, but I was at ease after learning that he could help the child through the foundation. "Don't worry, I’ll handle it."

Amelia's son could go ahead with the treatment. I went to the hospital after waking up the next day.

The child had already started chemotherapy, something that was extremely painful and unbearable for an adult, let alone a five-year-old child.

He looked emaciated, and it was clear from his face how much pain he was in.

When Amelia's mother saw me, she ran toward me and held me emotionally, saying, "You're finally here, Mrs. Grant. The doctor said that Sky's upcoming chemotherapy will cost 500,000 dollars, but Amelia's compensation is only 200,000 dollars. We simply can't come up with another 300,000 dollars. I'm begging you, Mrs. Grant. Please help us."