My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1206

I frowned and couldn't help but ask, "Hendrix asked me to look into Sonia's family and relationships yesterday. Have you found out anything? What is the relationship between her and that child?"

He nodded and said, "That child is her daughter. She is four years old. Sonia is a single mother. She got pregnant when she was still in college, we don't know who is the father of the child yet. Her parents are just ordinary workers, and both of them are retired. Her family circumstances are not dire, but she has an older brother who is a gambling addict. Over the years, he gambled away his parents' pension and house. Now, the four of them live in a small rented house, and their lives are difficult."

This could explain why Sonia committed suicide and why the elderly couple came immediately to ask for a compensation. After all, the whole family lived on Sonia's salary. They had already been living a relatively difficult life before her death. Now that she is gone, they were afraid that they couldn't survive.

After thinking for a while, I looked at Evan and said, "You didn't sleep a wink last night. Why don't you go back to your office to catch some sleep first? Leave this to me."

He paused for a moment and said, "I'm okay. I..."

I looked at him and said seriously, "Evan, although I haven't been in the Roberts Group for the past few years, it doesn't mean that I don't know anything. Moreover, what's happening in the hall is a civil dispute. There is nothing to do with the business at all. I can handle it. You can go and rest, okay?"

He hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to say something. At this time, his cell phone rang. He answered the phone with embarrassment. It seemed to be his wife's voice, coming from the other end of the line. "Hubby, the baby has a fever. Hurry up and come back."

Upon hearing this, his face changed. He looked at me and said, "Mrs. Roberts, I'll leave this to you. Something urgent came up at home. I need to go home first. I'll be back soon."

I nodded and reminded him to be careful.

After Evan left, I headed to the hall. There were more than a dozen people standing in the hall, both men and women, old and young. They were holding a banner, which had written, "A life for a life. Repay your debts."

It seemed truly chaotic. The ladies at the front desk were trembling in fear because of the crowd. They were afraid that they would get beaten up if they said something wrong.

Looking at this group of people, I couldn't help thinking that fortunately, Sonia's body had already been taken away by the funeral parlor. If this had happened in the olden days, these people would probably have carried her coffin and placed it here for the show, asking for compensation while crying and screaming.

The security guards were standing at the entrance to the elevator, to prevent them from barging into the office area, which would disrupt the workers.

I got out of the elevator and looked at this group of people who were already starting to get exhausted from making noise. I walked to the front desk, and asked the staff, "Did any reporters come today?"

Logically speaking, there should be more reporters today than yesterday. Why weren't there any reporters today?

The receptionist looked at me blankly for a moment before saying, "It's still early. Generally, they come at noon or night. At that time, it will be peak business hours. Mr. Roberts would only pass by the hall then."

I was stunned at their craftiness. These reporters wanted to interview Hendrix. As for the families of the deceased, it depends on who was the best at coming up with a story after they'd finished taking pictures.

Looking at the group of people in the hall, I took out a few thousand dollars from my bag and said to the front desk lady, "Get someone to buy some fruits and cakes, and then arrange for people to give it to them, Also, buy some toys for the kids. It would be better if you can chat with them. If there is a chance, try to get information out of them and find out why they came here in such a hurry, and whether anyone is behind it. Remember to ask some trusted reporters to take photos."