I Once Married You (Harper and Benjamin)

"Of course, the autopsy should continue. Let the police arrange this matter. We don't need to worry about it." Benjamin's voice was cold.

At present, the collapse had been fully handed over to the police for investigation. All people related to this incident were witnesses, so they had the right to deal with them. After Curtis called the police, they arrived quickly.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while, but the police made it clear that what they were doing was illegal and warned of potential detention if they failed to cooperate. Finally, the crowd dispersed. Despite their reluctance, the family members of the deceased were scared.

Even though these individuals scattered, the incident went viral on the Internet.

Harper heard of it as well. Because of yesterday's incident, she opted not to go to the company, instead temporarily working from the apartment where Eleanor resided. She and Annie, sitting on the sofa, browsed online comments. One comment with few likes caught Harper's attention.

She frowned slightly. "The family of the deceased did not want compensation yet did not allow an autopsy while repeatedly asking for justice. Is this a bit contradictory?" Annie looked at Harper. "Yes, it is. But Mr. Martin should also have thought of this, right?"

Harper fell silent with a straight face.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

After consideration, she finally messaged Benjamin: [The family of the deceased has been blocking the autopsy. Is there something wrong with this?]

At the sight of the text, Benjamin immediately replied: [My suspicions align with yours, so I have insisted on an autopsy.] [Okay.]

Harper continued to read the comments online.

Videos of family members making a fuss at the gate of the Martin Group were highly forwarded, and most of the comments were very sharp. Some even cursed the company, Benjamin, and the Martin family would suffer retribution. The more Harper reviewed, the worse she felt.

Annie took her cell phone away. "Well, stop. Mr. Martin will take care of it."

Harper furrowed her eyebrows. "It's been three days since the collapse, and a new incident keeps surfacing every day. I'm feeling increasingly bewildered and have no idea who's the mastermind." "Probably, it is someone jealous of the Martin Group."

"It seems this possibility makes sense."

Harper let out a silent sigh and reached for her phone. Switching from WhatsApp to another account, she logged in and fixed her gaze on the screen with a blank face, typing incessantly.

Annie glanced at her several times. Noticing her serious look, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?" "Nothing."

"Are you arguing with the trolls? Do you need my help?"

"No, I can do it myself. Focus on the drawings," Harper said at ease.

She busied herself for roughly thirty minutes before logging out of this account and returning to her usual one. Finally, Harper breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to herself, "I hope this can be of use!"

She narrowed her eyes and smiled.

At the Martin Group, after replying to Harper, Benjamin received a message from the police. [Mr. Martin, the family of the deceased requests to meet with you and have a chat. Do you have time?] "Okay. I'll talk with them at the police station."

Benjamin agreed and immediately set off for the police station.

They were seated face to face under the police's arrangement. Normally, Benjamin would have avoided such a conversation. However, his curiosity was piqued regarding the true reason why the deceased's family had consistently declined an autopsy. The individuals who attended the appointment with Benjamin were the deceased's parents, cousin, Mark Lewis, and wife.

Upon seeing Benjamin, who exuded an air of elegance, nobility, and handsomeness, the four of them remained silent, feeling particularly intimidated by his inherent aura. Benjamin said expressionlessly, "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"