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Chapter 1383: Monica Worries About Tristan
"Mr. Norwell, they're clearly trying to scam us. If we just pay them off, similar incidents will happen again!" Saskia Holt was anxious
as she caught up with Tristan, clearly not agreeing with the idea of using money to solve the problem.
Tristan, with his calm and handsface, walked briskly, paying no attention to her. Whatever Saskia Holt could think of, Tristan
had already considered.
It was the sight of the shabbily dressed family members and their worn, aged faces that did not match their years that had stirred
pity in Tristan's heart. He couldn't bring himself to use the most forceful means against them.
In the hall, Tristan strode towards the reception room with his hands in his pockets. Saskia Holt stopped in her tracks, as the family
members were brought in, still desperately throwing themselves at him, crying and shouting. Bodyguards and police officers held
them back.
The family members were all emotionally charged, as if they saw hope for compensation, and yet as if there was no hope at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKevin also followed them into the room, unable to help but raise his voice to them-
"If you keep causing a commotion, we'll proceed legally! Now, Mr. Norwell is willing to talk to you. This is your only chance! | advise
you to cherish it!"
Hearing his stern words, the family members quieted down somewhat.
Soon, someone arrived at the entrance to take the elderly person's body to the funeral home. The police were also helping to
handle the situation, following standard procedures and retrieving footage from the entrance's surveillance cameras. Everything
was handled with exceptional humaneness.
So when Monica arrived, the scene at the entrance was no longer the chaotic, wailing one from the viral video...
It was quiet and empty, as if nothing had happened. Still, she continued forward with a puzzled expression. At that moment, Kevin
cout and saw her, and she noticed several black-clad bodyguards standing inside the glass doors of the hall.
It seemed the situation wasn't as simple as it appeared, with an inexplicable atmosphere. Kevin also saw her and stopped.
Monica quickly walked towards him, "Kevin, where's Tristan? | saw..." She looked around, unsure how to describe it, "I saw the
video. It seems like something happened?"
Kevin told her, "Mr. Norwell is in the reception room, dealing with a bit of trouble."
"I'd like..." She glanced at the heavily guarded entrance, "I'd like to see him. Can I? | can wait."
Although she couldn't offer much help, she was truly worried and just wanted to check on him. Kevin knew her identity was special.
Though Mr. Norwell hadn't made any official announcement, this woman was very likely to be the future CEO's wife.
Kevin didn't dare to neglect her. So, he nodded and made a decision on his own, "Miss Swain, please cin with me."
"Thank you." Monica was filled with gratitude and followed him inside.
Inside the spacious reception room, the police had said something to the deceased's family members before they entered. They
were all frightened, realizing that no amount of wailing would get them any money, and they might even break the law.
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Once they were inside, Tristan told them to sit down, showing that he was still quite patient. The family members sat on the sofas,
with no one else present, as the police had left the room.
Only Tristan stood nearby, dressed in a dark, handmade suit. His deep eyes gazed at them calmly, and with just a simple look, they
all felt incredibly guilty.
"The elderly person has indeed passed away, which is undoubtedly a tragedy for a family," Tristan began, his thin lips parting
slightly as his eyebrows furrowed. "But, whether his death has anything to do with my company orpersonally, you all know
better than anyone else."
In the end, he added a reminder, "There are surveillance cameras at the entrance."
Now, the family members didn't dare to respond, because the police had made it clear earlier that this was illegal, and excessive
harassment could result in imprisonment.
Every large company had its own team of lawyers and legal departments.