The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 2096

Chapter 2096 Cameron wiped the corner of her lips with a handkerchief. "Alright, dad. I'll go get the things done." She rose to her feet, and Sunny called her. "Let Wayne go with you."

Cameron was stunned.

Several black cars slowly came to a stop in front of the entrance to the Southern Chamber of Commerce. Cameron dusted her suit and gazed at Waylon. She still couldn't fathom why her father wanted her to bring along Waylon.

It was a mess in the Southern Chamber of Commerce as everyone was fighting someone inside.

Manuel was sitting on the couch while sipping on a glass of wine. This was the first time he tasted the sweetness and benefits of power. He was obsessed with it as it slowly ate away his conscience. "Stop now, all of you."

Cameron and her men stepped into the building. Everyone came to a stop as they all turned their heads to look at Cameron.

She glanced at Manuel and smirked coldly. "Well, people always say that fine feathers make fine birds. I didn't understand the phrase in the past, but I think I understand it now after seeing you. "Is Florence finally willing to give you a pay raise?"

Manuel was stunned, and his gaze turned grim. "Are you here for a fight or to settle the problem? My subordinate was killed in the Southern Chamber of Commerce. Don't you think you owe us an explanation?" "That's right! We demand an explanation!" His subordinates all shouted angrily. Waylon turned to look at Cameron. She pulled a chair and sat down with her legs crossed. Raising her eyebrows, she said, "Just because he died here, you think it's my people who killed him?"

"Who would've killed him if you didn't kill him? We want justice for our brother!" That man continued agitatedly.

Cameron glanced at him coldly and said, "You want justice? Very well then, where's the body? Show it to me? I want to see it."

Someone brought out the dead body.

Cameron signaled someone behind her, and that person nodded. He walked over to the dead body, but someone stopped him before he could get near it. "What do you think you're doing?" Cameron leaned forward slightly and rested her chin on her palm. "Of course, we want to

examine the body." "Examine the body? Who do you think you are? A forensic expert? You just want to destroy the dead body!" Cameron chuckled. "Do you have any evidence? Besides, are you sure that he isn't a forensic

expert?"

The man was stumped and looked toward Manuel anxiously.

Manuel rose to his feet, and his face sank. "You're full of craft and cunning, so I don't trust

you."

"What do you think I can do when there're so many of you watching me? Or are you guys too ignorant and stupid? Anyway, are you going to let us examine the body or not?" Apparently, Cameron's patience had run thin.

Manuel gnashed his teeth and let them examine the body. He did not believe that Cameron would be able to notice anything.

The man put on gloves and checked through the body meticulously. The rest of the people surrounded him and looked at him with watchful gazes.

Waylon glanced at Cameron. She was leaning against the back of the chair slovenly. Her calm expression told him that she had everything under control. He retracted his gaze and looked at the man who was examining the body. He seemed like a professional to him.

After he finished examining the body, he stood up and took off his gloves. "There are several stab wounds on the chest, so I believe he must have fought with someone before he died. There are purple strangulation marks on the neck, his face is bluish and swollen, and his fingers and lips are purple. According to my preliminary judgment, he died of mechanical asphyxia."

Manuel let out a cold smirk. "This means that my subordinate fought and was strangled to death by your people." Cameron played with her finger and asked indifferently, "When is the time of death?" The man replied, "According to my experience, he should have been dead for about five hours."