"Strangulation marks. But not with hands or ropes," Anna replied, then turned her attention to the aluminum table on which there were several tools. Anna immediately walked over to the small surgical table, pushing it closer. "This is probably the closest thing to being the tool that killed the victim," Anna said as she held up a wire. "Wire?" Darren was both confused and surprised. "Someone strangled her with a wire?" Anna nodded her head. "Small strangulation marks, possibly using a wire," Anna continued as she pointed out the parts of Roy's body she was referring to. Darren showed a half-surprised expression after seeing the bruises on Roy's body which was quite surprising, because the initial estimate of Roy's death was caused by falling from the car. "Then are there any other signs, Dr. Anna?" asked Darren with a glare at Roy's body. "Actually, there are still non-physical irregularities that we found, in Roy's body there is also a narcotic substance that has only
"How? Are you still going to evade Mr. Rudolf?" asked Darren calmly. "You easily believe what that man says, Darren? Roy is just a poor man who could have tricked you with a false confession. Given just a little money, he can even comply with anyone's request and become anyone's pawn," said Mr. Rudolf who tried to blame Roy. "And you weren't the one who told Roy to come to my mansion and monitor me closely?" asked Darren cornering Mr. Rudolf. "No, I never sent anyone to follow you at all!" denied Mr. Rudolf. "Halah, you keep evading when the evidence is right in front of your eyes," said Darren. "I'm really disappointed in you Darren, why don't you take my word for it when I already trusted you, but you stabbed me in the back," said Mr. Rudolf expressing his disappointment. "It's not that I don't believe you, but what you say is inversely proportional to the evidence. Look at the evidence in front of you, it all points to you, Mr. Rudolf," Darren said based on the evide
Mr. Salvador immediately got up from his seat and left the press conference table followed by his assistant who escorted him. The journalists, who were not satisfied with Mr. Salvador's answer, flocked forward, jostling Mr. Salvador while pressing him with questions. "Wait Mr. Salvador, tell me who is involved in this case, Mr. Salvador?" "Were you threatened not to open your mouth?" "Where did you get the drugs, Mr. Salvador?" "You were acquitted of drug charges one week ago, but now you admit guilt. Did someone pressure you? Are you a victim of guilt and slander?" When he heard the question, Mr. Salvador suddenly stopped walking, followed by the reporters who were curious about his response. Amidst the crowd of reporters and camera flashes still shining on him, Mr. Salvador looked in the direction of the question. There stood a reporter in a plaid shirt and round glasses grinning slyly at him. "How could you think of such a question?" Mr. Salvador's ambiguous w
"I think their transactions are so sketchy that it's very difficult to investigate. I also ask you, Patricia, to be more selective and monitor your drug investigation team properly. "Especially since you are investigating Mr. Salvador and Mr. Ferdic this time, they are not random people. I also need evidence or clues to find out about the StarOrcxx Chemical company which from what I suspect is a factory producing narcotic powder pills," Darren said to Patricia in a firm but calm tone. "Good, I also promise to protect the female victim while undergoing treatment at the hospital and getting mental assistance from a psychiatrist," Patricia replied to Darren's suggestion. Darren replied with a nod. When he was about to leave, Patricia stopped him by asking, "Wait, Darren. Before you go tell me, who told you about the scheduled drug deal tonight?" "Orphan told me. She's probably in the police car for protection right now, she's still in shock from the abuse she received. "You m
"Well... you know, I've never done anything from the beginning. So, when I became CEO, the investors came by themselves without me bothering to look for them," Darren replied with a bit of pride to make Cloe even more trapped by his charm. "Yes, you look really great now, maybe you're greater than the conglomerate who exposed Mr. Salvador's involvement in narcotics transactions," said Cloe, without realizing that she was referring to the person in front of her now. "Who exposed that, Cloe?" asked Darren with intense eyes on Cloe. "I don't know either, I'm just guessing, maybe that person was just lucky that they managed to trap Mr. Salvador," Cloe replied. "Hahaha, yeah, maybe that guy is just lucky, but his luck is very big. It's not just luck, it's a smart brain, someone who can slip through the cracks to bring people down," Darren said with an awkward laugh. Hearing Darren's answer that seemed to know a lot, Cloe was both confused and suspicious and asked, "How can y
"Walt, take this guy down," Darren ordered while pushing the bodyguard roughly towards Walt. And of course, Walt caught him swiftly. As they arrived in the living room, Wayce, who saw the scene of the new bodyguard being led forcibly with his hands locked behind his back, immediately approached. "What's going on, Mr. Darren?" asked Wayce spontaneously. "Your new guy is a spy," Walt replied to Wayce's question to Darren, as if blaming him for not being good enough at picking people. "Huh? Are you really a spy?!" asked Wayce who immediately got angry at the bodyguard after hearing Walt's words just now. Of course, the bodyguard didn't answer Wayce's question, instead he continued to try to escape from the rope that was being wrapped around his body by Walt. Until Darren intervened to explain the chronology of events to Wayce. "Actually, I've been jealous of him since I first saw him. The way he occasionally looked down like someone trying not to be recognized and the way he lo
Instantly Charlotte's sly smile faded away slowly. Charlotte was dumbfounded by the video on the big screen that all the VVIP guests in this room were watching. Charlotte was perfectly still, his expression one of panic. So did Dianna, Cloe, Jack. and his two sons who sat together in a row with him. "It looks like we're going to have to go through the files on the Corpa Millar Group. That's the closest we can come to ruining their reputation." The atmosphere in the room became rather lively as the VVIP guests whispered to each other. They were all shocked, confused, and at the same time didn't expect Charlotte to be planning to betray Corpa Miller Group behind him back. "Oh, my gosh! I don't know what this video is, what's going on? What should we do?" Darren pretended to panic in front of the microphone. Secretly, Darren noticed the panic on the Johnson family members' faces. Darren struggled to contain his satisfied smile on stage. "Hey, show technicians! You guys need to fix
Graceful and sexy seems to be enough to describe Cloe's appearance tonight. Darren stepped closer to Cloe and stopped beside the empty chair in front of Cloe. "Hi, Cloe. I'm sorry you had to wait so long." Darren's apology started their conversation. "It's okeyy. It's only natural that the CEO is so busy," Cloe said in a teasing tone to Darren. "It could be you, Cloe. How are you doing, is your father well?" Darren tried to change the subject. "I'm doing well. I'm healthy too, since I got out of prison, I haven't gone anywhere. Maybe next week he can go to the office like usual," Cloe explained. Darren just nodded his understanding in response. "How are you?" Cleo continued with a warm smile. She propped up her chin, looking at Darren intensely. "Oh, thank goodness. As you can see, I'm fine," Darren replied briefly. "By the way, don't you remember this place, Darren?" asked Cloe. Hearing Cloe's question, Darren looked around carefully, remembering this place that seemed very