"It's better if it isn't reported."
'In my past life, Iris Churchill's death was shrouded in mystery, which means someone did it deliberately. Otherwise, how could she have been injected with anesthetic, only for the authorities to fail to conduct a thorough investigation and immediately rule it a suicide? It's clear that some high-ranking officials were involved.'
Zachary Holt's attention returned to Stella Lockwood. "Sean, how did you and Miss Lockwood get here together?"
"I'll explain later. You've been dealing with this all night, so leave it to me now. Morton Grant has already called all my men back. They'll watch over her 24/7. Don't you have a business trip tomorrow? Go home and get some rest."
Sean patted him on the shoulder.
Zachary Holt nodded, his gaze sweeping past Stella Lockwood's face. "Alright, you can tell me all about it later." 'He couldn't shake the feeling that this girl already had Sean wrapped around her finger.'
He left.
