In an accident at Harbourside, someone had fallen from the roof while hanging a banner and died. Skylar learned about that from the news. The news didn't reveal the deceased's full name, mentioning only their family name.
This time, the netizens didn't criticize Ford Group anymore. After all, it wasn't the corporation's obligation to rethink its decision simply because some people wanted the houses to be included in the demolition. Moreover, the construction had already started, and Ford Group wasn't willing to bear the financial losses of a replanning.
When Skylar answered a call from Miranda, she had to hold the phone away from her ear because the latter's voice was always loud. It was as if she was constantly speaking using a megaphone. “Where are you, Skylar?”
Skylar answered with a fork in her mouth, “I'm having instant noodles at home. What's the matter? It's already so late at night.”
Overwrought, Miranda shouted hoarsely, “Haven't you seen the news? How are you still in the mood to have instant noodles? Such a terrible thing happened, yet you can still stay so calm. Do you still have a conscience? I'm worried sick for you.”
Skylar was deeply annoyed, listening to her mother yelling. “What great sin have I committed by eating instant noodles? Slow down if you have something to say. My ears are going deaf from all the screaming. If I need a cochlear implant, it's two hundred thousand for one ear and four hundred thousand for both. Who's going to pay for that? I've already lost most of my money.”
Miranda snapped, “Cut your nonsense. Old Madam Zeen has died. She fell to her death from the top of the building. The funeral home took her away this afternoon. The paramedics couldn't do anything to save her by the time the ambulance arrived. This is all because of you.”
The instant noodle was ready to be eaten now, but Skylar had lost all appetite. She didn't know which Old Madam Zeen Miranda was referring to because there were too many people with that last name.
Anyone would be displeased to be referred to as a murderer.
Skylar asked, “Which Old Madam Zeen are you talking about? You need to explain further because you're making it sound as if I pushed her off the building.”
“Aren't you bothered at all? I heard Tobias is there too. You should be present as well. I'm talking about the old lady from the building next door, Ximena Zeen, you ungrateful brat. Do you remember how well Old Madam Zeen was to you? When you were born, she was the only elder who expressed her concern and gave us a monetary gift. Although it wasn't much, a hundred was considered generous back then.”
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