Chapter 1320
The receptionist was afraid of these people and dared not answer their questions, lest they hit her for saying the wrong answer.
I looked at these people with a face full of helplessness.
If Amelia''s remains had not been taken away, then these people might even put her body here and demand money while crying their hearts out.
The security guards stood at the elevator entrance, stopping them from barging their way upstairs and making it impossible for anyone to work.
I walked out from behind the security guards and asked the receptionist, "Are there any reporters?" Usually, reporters would swarm in to report about
incidents like this. Why had I not seen a single reporter yet?
The receptionist was stunned and felt that something was amiss too, but she quickly understood why. "I think they''re not particrly interested in
such matters. They should be here at noon or at night as theyre peak hours. They''re the only times Mr. Grant will pass by the lobby."
I understood. They only needed to take a photo of this incident and could write whatever they wanted when they got back. Theo was their target, and
only bynding an interview with him would they be able to write more sensational news.
After taking a nce at Amelia''s parents, I pulled out all the cash I had in my bag and handed it to the receptionist, saying, "Go and buy some fruits
and food. Try and get a bunch and distribute them. Also, buy some toys for the child. If you can talk to them, then that would be even better. If you
have a chance, try and worm it out of them and see why they''re in a hurry to make a scene. Check if there someone ordered them to do so. Most
importantly, get a few reliable reporters to take photos of this."
The receptionist nodded. "I''l make arrangements now.
The receptionist did things efficiently, and in no time at all, she had distributed fruits and food to the troublemakers. Apart from the bodyguards
standing guard at the elevator entrance, other security guards who distributed the food had very naturally sat with the crowd and started talking to
them.
At noon, the reporters started turning up one by one
After the previous lesson, the reporters who arrived this time were much well-behaved.
Soan, someone got the information that I wanted. The receptionist trotted up to me and said with great excitement, "Mrs.
Grant, those aren''t Amelia''s rtives at all.
They''re just some random men and women. It was said that they were paid 100 dors each toe over and cry. Many even brought their own kids
and rtives.”
I was a little speechless. I thought these were Amelia''s rtives at first, but now, it seemed like I was too naive.
What was the reason for the instigation?
I could not-figure out why, so I So
instructed her,’ "Find a way to geta
voice récording and pay everyone
200 dors to make them leave. Tell
them to say that Amelia''s Content
belongs to
case is a suicide. It''s up to them if they want to say anything else, just as long as it doesn''t harm Grant Corporation''s interest.
The receptionist went to do as she was told. I sat down in my chair to think about things
The people who were hired left one
after another “Fhe receptionist came
over and harlded me a tape
recorder. Mrs, Grant, all that''s left ?
now is just Amelia and her family:
You''rea genius for solving this.
matter so swiftly. The remaiaing
Ones aren''t capable of creating any
havoc, so the reporters who were
waiting to write sensational news
havee in vain.” Content belongs
to Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.
I smiled slightly and locked at the child standing in the lobby.
A child so young had been here all night. Hisplexion was dull. He locked like he would faint at any moment.
Now that Amelia was dead, this child would suffer the most.
After re racting my gaze from his
face, I losked at the receptionist and
said, "Thank you so much for your
help today. Add my number and
seng''me all the videos you ?
recorded.”
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Thedy widened her eyes and nodded with great excitement.
After adding each other on WhatsApp, I asked her, "What''s your name?”