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Chapter 582 So Cruel

Gerald didn’t talk for a long time after hearing that response.

“Natalie, if an unknown drug is out there, then the consequences would be dire, regardless of what the drugs’ uses

are.”

“That is why Melissa’s death isn’t the end,” said Natalie. She stared at the stars shining in the sky, and her red lips

parted. “My gut tells me that this is somehow related to my granddad’s murder case. Melissa’s death isn’t the end.

If anything, it is just the beginning.”

Both Natalie and Gerald had complex feelings about that case.

Twenty-three years ago, Arnold died in the Nichols residence, and the police investigation concluded his death was

an accident.

That “accident” had too many coincidences leading to it, though. It was just like how Melissa suddenly went crazy

and got shot. Everything was simply too… clean.

“I can’t keep Melissa’s body here forever, but I’ve asked Effie to keep two samples of her blood safe.”

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“I see. Okay, thanks.”

Natalie hung up the phone after that.

She didn’t know if the call had affected her or if the winter wind was too strong, but she was shivering before she

even knew it.

She crawled into her blanket and wrapped herself up, but she was still so cold that she shivered.

While combating the chill coursing through her veins, Natalie fell asleep. Too many things ran through her mind,

and all the images and people started intertwining. It was as though she was standing on quicksand and was being

dragged…

She didn’t feel warm or safe until a masculine body leaned close to her.

Like an octopus, Natalie hugged and stuck herself to that warmth.

Samuel, on the other hand, tilted his head down to look at the woman in his arms. He sighed internally. Everything

was fine earlier, so why is she so cold now? Seriously, why won’t she take care of herself without me monitoring

her? I honestly don’t know what to do. She can be as smart and as devious as a fox at times, but somehow, she

doesn’t remember to care for herself.

Samuel truly didn’t know what to do. He sighed aloud, then tightened his hug on her to warm her up with his body

temperature.

The next day was the day they buried Melissa.

Natalie woke up early in the morning, had some breakfast, then entered Yandel’s car.

Yandel shot a look at Natalie before saying, “Boss, I’ve already placed the cleaner’s name tag and uniform in the

box right in front of you. You can put them on whenever you want. Also, I’ve dealt with the paperwork, so no one

will suspect anything.”

“Got it, thanks.”

Natalie opened the box. She kept her eyes on the mirror and removed that hyper-realistic mask filled with freckles.

After that, she changed into another hyper-realistic mask. It was the one she used when she went stone-gambling

with Yandel.

She tied her hair up and made sure every strand was hidden within the hat that the cleaners used.

They soon reached a spot about two hundred meters away from the funeral home.

Yandel stopped the car and let Natalie out. She used her fake name tag to enter the funeral home and changed into

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her uniform there. In addition, she put on a face mask.

“Are you new? Why haven’t I seen you around before?” demanded a cleaner who was in her forties. She was rude

and kept scrutinizing Natalie from head to toe.

“Yes, I am new. Today’s my first day,” replied Natalie humbly.

“I am Harper Chisolm. Everybody calls me Harper.”

“Understood.”

Natalie nodded absent-mindedly. She picked up the mop and turned around to leave, but Harper stopped her.

“What are you doing?” asked Natalie calmly as she turned to Harper.

“My, aren’t you a clueless newbie? Don’t you realize that I am teaching you the rules?” growled Harper while

crossing her arms. She glared and said, “The head of the department talked to me in person and told me to be nice

to you, but don’t let that get in your head. Do not assume that you can ignore me just because you have someone

helping you. I may not be as powerful, but I can still make life a living hell for you.”

Natalie didn’t expect to deal with any politics, since the job did not pay that well.

Still, she didn’t want any unnecessary issues, so she asked, “Oh, then may I know what the rules are, Harper?”

“Newbies are to clean the rooms where the corpse and coffins are placed,” replied Harper. She had her head up

high, and it was obvious she was discriminating against Natalie.

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