My Dreamy Old Husband
Chapter 1184

Many companies in the building were closed then, but the surveillance system was still operatingnormally. The three suspects swaggered their way in and blatantly committed the crime; they evenmade a copy of the surveillance footage for some unknown reason before leaving.

However, Derek—or his remains—was missing. The surveillance footage showed that he had beenpushed off the building, but his remains were never found. No remains were found even after thesearch area was widened to a few kilometers within the radius.

This incident wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Michael kept watching the surveillance videos. As expected, he couldn't spot Quinton, who was verymindful of surveillance cameras. The first thing he did upon entering a room was always to look forsurveillance blind spots.

Suddenly, someone could be heard coming in hurriedly wearing high heels. “Oh, Derek, my brother!What has happened to my brother?”

Sophia looked back to see Sandra, who looked incredibly anxious as she came in and grabbed thearm of one of the police officers. She said, “I'm Sandra Mitchell, and Derek is my younger brother. Ireceived a call from him last night, and he said someone wanted to kill him. Where is my brother?Has anyone seen my brother?”

The police officer replied regretfully, “Your brother, Derek, has gone missing after falling off thebuilding last night. We're still searching for him right now.”

Sandra seemed devastated by the police officer's words. She slumped back against the wall and wasin a daze for a moment before suddenly bursting into floods of tears. She wailed so pitifully thateven the police officer couldn't stand seeing her like this and gave her a few words of comfort. Asthe victim's sister, she reluctantly started to have her testimony recorded.

“My brother and I were very close. He was more of a low-key person, so he never made his identitypublic. He started working from the bottom and was a very down-to-earth and hardworking kid. Hewas always busy, but we still kept in touch, and we often traveled together. I have no idea what onearth has happened. He usually treated people very nicely, and he never incurred anyone's hatred.Why would someone want to kill him..."

Sophia breathed out through her nostrils as she watched from the sidelines. What she says is so fullof high-sounding words, she thought to herself.

Wanting to see what Sandra wanted to do, she continued listening patiently.

Suddenly, Sandra seemed to have recalled something; she jumped and pointed at Sophia, shouting,"She must have been the one who killed my brother!” She seemed to have figured everything out atonce, for she spoke sternly. “My brother told me that this woman had designs on him, for shewanted to make him her kept man. After he refused her, she even threatened him, saying that shewould give him a hard time if he didn’t submit to her. It must be her!”

The assistant quickly grabbed her, but she yelled, as if being possessed, “Sophia, you must havebeen the one who killed my brother! You're so cruel! Just you wait; I'll definitely avenge my brother!I want you to pay with your life!”

Sophia retorted in a poised manner, “Miss Mitchell, your brother's remains haven't been found yet!How could you assert categorically that he's dead?”

Sandra let out a few sobs while crying with grief. “You all must have hidden my brother's remainsaway! You all are so cruel! My brother was also a Mitchell, so why would you harm him like this?”She was devastated. “Just you wait; I must make you all pay the price! I'll definitely avenge Derek!”she growled viciously.

With that, she wiped her tears and left in a hurry.

Sophia let out another sneer.

The sun rose late in winter, so it was just 9.00AM when Sophia came downstairs after she hurried toDragon Technology Corporation and finished dealing with the matters. It seemed that nothing hadhappened at Dragon Technology's premises as the office workers hurried in and out of thecompany. Even though there was a suspected homicide, only the floor where the incident happenedwas sealed off for rectification. Merely a few people worked on that floor, anyway.

It was labeled a homicide, but the victim was never found, which was truly strange.

It was cold in winter, so Michael and Sophia walked downstairs with their face masks put on tomaintain a low profile and keep themselves warm.

Still, Sophia smelled the savory aroma of steamed buns through the face mask.

Seeing that her little nose wiggled, Michael immediately bought a few steamed meat buns andwalked over. “Come; have some buns.”

Sophia took off her face mask and was about to eat the bun when Michael sank his teeth into it andbit off a huge chunk of it before she did so.

He ate a mouthful of the bun with relish before saying, “I've tested it for poison. It's very tasty.”Sophia smiled shyly and pounded his chest with her small fists. The two then got into the caraffectionately. Sophia had been working at the JNS Group these days, so she drove there straightaway.

Cooper, who was behind them, looked lonely; it was as if he was transparent. My daughter hasgrown up, and she doesn’t need me anymore...

Sophia then went to the JNS Group. She had her hands full with the approaching fashion week, soshe was under a lot of stress. She had drawn several big names in the fashion world to her side, andIvan, whom she had trained herself, could now take care of things by himself. Even so, she still feltthat she was at her wits’ end. After all, this was the first time she held a fashion week event, soeverybody was looking forward to it.

Her goal wasn't for Bayside Fashion Week to influence the global fashion world like the four majorfashion week events when it debuted on Monday. At the very least, though, she didn't want theevent to turn out to be too unsightly.

She had to worry about everything, including the venue, guests, and funds. The fashion week eventcost a huge amount of money and would be held on an unprecedented scale. As the founder of thisfashion week event, she often felt as if she was going to be out of breath.

When she went home exhausted after a busy day, she saw that everyone was watching TV in theliving room

Alex was shown bursting into tears in front of the interview camera on TV. “Derek was my son eventhough I never disclosed his existence to the public. He had been rebellious since childhood, so hewas unwilling to accept everything that I had arranged for him. He had always been working andliving alone outside independently, but I never expected my son to...”

A surveillance video was inserted in the newscast, and it was none other than the one that showedDerek being forced to jump off the window. The video showed him being hemmed in by three burlymen before they pushed him off the building.

The video was the surveillance footage of his office. Due to the camera's limited angle of view, hecould only be seen jumping out of the window. It couldn’t be seen whether he had fallen off thebuilding, but in general, he would undoubtedly die under such circumstances.

Sandra was then shown weeping pitifully. “My brother and I were on the best terms with each other.We even planned to go to the seaside for a holiday a few days ago, but I never expected him to...Oh, my poor brother! I'll certainly replace out who your murderer was!”

This clip was included in every news channel, so Sandra and Alex's faces were shown everywhereduring prime time.

The Mitchells made a big fuss by pressuring the police to determine Derek's cause of death as soonas possible.

The police soon found out Derek's cause of death. Unfortunately, the three murderers got into a carcrash while escaping in their car after committing the crime, causing them to be burned to deathtogether.

The video of Derek falling off the building was circulated all over the Internet. The three murderers’faces appeared in the video, so it wasn't difficult to replace out who they were.

The police issued the announcement and closed the case within two days. The only questionablething about this case was that Derek's remains were never found.

The Mitchells seized upon this questionable point and played it up, demanding an explanation.