NovelStartChapter 1381: Trouble at the Door "This might be a bit difficult, but | can try," Monica said.
"Thank you," she continued. "By the way, | haven't told Mom about going out with Tristan yet. | told her I'd be going with a friend to clear my mind." "lI understand," Algerone Swain said, knowing they were on the sside.
Father and daughter chatted briefly before hanging up, as their father was a busy man.
At the entrance of the Clarke Corp building, there were many people gathered, sstanding and ssquatting. It seemed as if something was the center of attention, and there was a lot of commotion, as if something significant had happened.
Tristan stepped on the brake, and his Maybach stopped at a distance. He looked ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing Kevin and Saskia Holt surrounded by bodyguards, Tristan had a bad feeling, especially when he saw an ambulance nearby.
He quickened his pace, and the sound of sad crying reached his ears.
Saskia Holt was the first to spot him and pulled on Kevin's arm, whispering, "Mr. Norwell is here." Kevin looked over, as if seeing hope.
Tristan stood next to him and, without asking what had happened, saw an old man with white hair lying on the ground.
"Father, how tragic is your death! Wake up!" people cried.
"Uncle, uncle..." "Old man, wake up! You can't leavebehind!" A dead person? Though Tristan felt sympathy, he still looked at Kevin with confusion.
Kevin reported in a low voice, "Finally, you're here. You didn't answer the phone, and our partners are arriving soon. | can't handle this situation alone." "What happened?" Tristan asked calmly.
Kevin answered, "The old man suddenly died here. He wasn't an employee; he was just passing by. His family members suddenly appeared, demanding compensation and refusing to leave without money." As soon as Kevin finished reporting, the family members who had been crying and wailing around the old man saw Tristan.
They hesitated for a moment, and sensing his presence was extraordinary, they rushed over like a swarm.
Before Tristan could react, they surrounded him.
"Are you the person in charge? My father died at your company's doorstep. What are you going to do about it?" "We can't let him escape!" "Old man, I'll get justice for you." "Pay up, pay up!" Tristan was particularly clean and resistant to such grabbing.
But these people seemed glued to him. "Let's talk about it. | won't run! Let go offirst!" The nearby bodyguards quickly cover and pulled them away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, at the hotel.
Monica, who was about to sleep, opened Twitter and was about to enjoy sgossip when she accidentally saw a video related to the Clarke Corp.
There was a crowd at the entrance, and Tristan had just walked over when he was grabbed by speople.
The Twitter post said that someone had died at the company's entrance, and the family was causing trouble.
Someone died? Monica was shocked.
Seeing Tristan almost being stripped of a layer of skin, she didn't hesitate to get out of bed, put on her shoes, and rush out the door.
"Where are you going?!" Belinda stood up from the sofa and watched her daughter dash to the door like a gust of wind. Before she could get an answer, Monica was gone.
Worried, Belinda chased after her, but her daughter had already disappeared from sight.
Out of a mother's concern, she quickly called her daughter, not to stop her but to find out what had happened that made her so anxious.
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