Hugo’s incident was indeed far bigger, as a human life had been involved.
He had thought that he would be able to cover the story up with money, but he never expected his doings to be published to various media outlets in the afternoon, even as far as making the day’s headlines.
In the video, a teenage girl was standing on the top floor of the Fisher Group’s office, which was over thirty meters high above the ground. Looking depressed and sad, she was crying sorrowfully while trying to jump off the building.
A crowd of onlookers watched from below.
After half an hour under the blazing hot sun, the girl was still standing there. Then, someone sneered, “Hey, ya jumping? It’s so f*cking hot out here.”
“If you want to jump, be quick. If you die young, you’ll be reborn into something useful. If you die old, you’ll turn into a pest instead.”
“This is something that can be solved in a single frickin’ second. Why are you standing there and dilly-dallying about?”
The crowd continued to watch and boo at her, hurling whistles and laughter at her.
However, many police officers and firefighters were seizing every second they had to rescue the girl.
After sitting and crying there for a long time, the girl suddenly stood up and jumped down.
At that moment, a tall firefighter, disregarding his own safety, rushed over and firmly grabbed the girl’s weak wrist. He shouted in a hoarse voice, “I’ve got her! Good girl, be good, stay put. I’ll pull you up right away.”
Unexpectedly, the girl shook herself free from the fireman’s grip. She smiled softly and said, “Sir, reality really does hit hard. Thank you, but I’m going to the pearly gates now.”
Then, like a bird with broken wings, she showed a quiet smile and calmly faced her death.
The girl’s last words were used at the end of the video: ‘This should have been a beautiful year, yet I’m contemplating the meaning behind my own existence.’
After the video was exposed, many righteous and conscience-bound passersby began to search for evidence through various channels. In the end, the road of clues ended at Hugo.
Hugo was a sex-addicted pervert who could not be satisfied with Yvonne’s ordinary looks. He often went out to nightclubs with his friends and partook in various types of happiness. When the women in nightclubs could no longer satisfy him, he set his eyes on innocent, young schoolgirls.
In the video, the beautiful, pure girl had happened to enter Hugo’s field of vision by chance two years ago. He had spent a lot of money to make friends with her history teacher who was tarred with the same brush, equally obscene and lecherous. One lonely night, after the girl finished her self-study session, she was kidnapped into a car, where they had humiliated her ruthlessly.
After everything was done, they had kicked the girl out of the car and chucked tens of thousands of dollars in her face. Then, they drove away.
After that incident, the girl had lived her life in apathy and suffered from depression. During those two years, she had been given intermittent treatments, but to no avail. In that period, she had tried to commit suicide several times, but she always got rescued.
It was only when she had jumped off a building that she really had ended her life, a life that had not even reached adulthood. Hugo became the center of attention, and the Fisher Group, too, got implicated by the matter. Their stock prices, which had always been strong and steady, plummeted all the way down.
Caleb had immediately called Hugo to the conference room. He had given Hugo a huge scolding in front of all the shareholders and had even called the police himself. It seemed like Caleb was going to sacrifice him for the better good.
Hugo had not expected Caleb, his own uncle, to have no intentions of protecting him at all. Shocked, he had sneaked away from the chaos and gone back home, crying and begging for Yvonne to find Rosalie, no, to find Credence for protection.
“That thing happened two years ago. I didn’t expect it to become such a big deal. Back then, I gave tens of thousands of dollars for them to keep their mouth shut. I didn’t expect that b*tch to be so cruel as to take me down with her even before she died. If I got sent to the police station, I’d definitely land behind bars. Yvonne, you must help me. You must!”
Looking at the wretched man, who was kneeling on the ground and clinging onto her legs, Yvonne could not help but feel sick.
Back then, when she had graduated from the famous Medical University, she had worked harder than anyone else, but in the end, her salary ended up being less than ten thousand dollars. That amount was not even enough to pay for one of Rosalie’s branded bags.
She had been tempted by the Fisher family’s wealth, and under Rosalie’s instigation, she grew determined to marry Hugo, that good-for-nothing.
However, who could expect such a d*mned thing to happen within a few years.
Yvonne felt that something fishy had to be going on behind this matter. The person behind the incident was not doing so to punish Hugo, but were also going up against Caleb and the Fisher Group.
Juelz had warned Sandy in-person in school, and Hugo was about to be sent to prison.
Wait a minute, those two things had happened one after another. Could it really be such a coincidence?
Of course, Juelz must have been the one behind this! His goal must be to please Dorothy!
Dorothy was Credence’s ex-wife, and Rosalie was Credence’s current fiancée. Their ongoing war had dragged her into the crossfire, although she had no idea about their circumstances.
Since she had figured out the most important point of the whole incident, Yvonne smiled coldly.
She was incandescent, and she hated Dorothy for having no mercy at all..
However, there was a woman who hated Dorothy even more than she did, and she even wished that Dorothy would disappear from the planet altogether.
Yvonne raised her foot and kicked Hugo, who was kneeling by her feet, away. Her voice was gentle, but her eyes were icy. “Don’t worry, we’re a married couple. For Sandy’s sake, I won’t just turn a blind eye.”
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At six o’clock in the evening, Rosalie received a phone call from Yvonne while she was in a restaurant.
In the luxurious private room, Credence and she sat opposite each other at an elegant table, having steak to eat and champagne to drink. They were here to celebrate the completion of the new decorations of the room.
“Credence, the new house’s renovation process has finished. Will you come over and stay the night with me?”
After drinking some champagne, Rosalie’s face was a bit flushed. Her face became redder and brighter upon being shone in by the moonlight.
Every factor in her plan was in her favor. As long as she gave up some of her dignity and tempted Credence with all her skills, it was very likely that she would be able to sleep with him tonight.
A female senior from the entertainment industry had once told her that no matter how old she was, when faced with the man she deeply loved, she was constantly thinking about how she was going to go down on him.
When it came to people that she was not interested in, she would not even want to take another look and not even have any desire to sleep with the man.
Rosalie hands down agreed with her point of view.
Over a decade ago, from the moment she had known Credence, she had been secretly holding onto that mantra. She contemplated it day and night, and the thought lingered in her mind even till this day.
“I am busy tonight.”
Credence had lit a cigarette. His handsome face was blurry in the swirling smoke. She could not even clearly see the look on his face as he rejected her.
However, Rosalie could understand the meaning behind his cold words.
Her expectant eyes gradually dimmed, and she was filled with a sour feeling, at a loss of how to continue with the conversation. It was only until Yvonne had called her that the awkward silence got broken.
“Excuse me, Credence, I’ll have to take this call.”
Rosalie left the room in a hurry.
After hearing Yvonne’s words, she took a deep breath and gripped the phone with her slender fingers. Her fingers clenched the phone so tightly that it made a cracking sound, her eyes seeming extremely cold.