Chapter 562: The Dead Victim

When Sherry walked out of the toilet, she found many people were standing at the door of the
operation room, seeming to be watching a show and discussing it. Sherry, who was quite upset just
now, was immediately cheered up. She hurriedly squeezed into the crowd in an attempt to figure out
what was happening.

But when she stopped in front of the crowd, she surprisingly noticed Daniel and was then nailed on the
spot.

Stella was the first one to notice Sherry. She heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards Sherry,
“Sherry, where have you been just now?”

Sherry withdrew her gaze and replied, “Oh, I was so nervous just now and wanted to go to the toilet.
The nurse told me I can go to the toilet first…”

Before she could finish the explanation, Daniel walked over in strides, clasped her shoulders, moved
his thin lips and said in a husky voice, “Don’t have the operation.”

Sherry looked up at him. Being scared by his expression, her mind complexly went blank. She looked
towards Stella for help, “But… But I’ve paid for the operation.”

When Daniel prepared to say something, he found the onlookers became more excited because of
Sherry’s appearance and they discussed it passionately.

Daniel took a deep breath, held up Sherry’s hand and pulled her out of the hospital.

Sherry didn’t expect that she would become the heroine of that ludicrous show.

Stella looked down at Sherry’s surgical drape in her hand, curled her lips into a smile, tore the drape
into pieces and threw them into a trash can.



When she walked out of the hospital, she found Sherry and Daniel were nowhere to be found.

Stella took a glance at the time and found it was not that late. She could go to the Steward Group.

However, when she arrived at the company, she found the building was surrounded by many people
and a police van was parked not far away from the company.

Stella parked her car, walked past the crowd and entered the company’s building. There were also
many employees in the hall, seeming to be discussing something in whispers.

Stella stood behind them and asked, “What happened?”

One employee turned around and prepared to answer the question. But when seeing Stella, he
immediately adjusted his expression, “Ms. Radomil.”

Hearing the greeting, the other employees all shut up.

Stella replied with a nasal sound and repeated the question, “What happened?”

Someone replied, “It was reported this morning that a girl was killed. The police came to our company
to investigate that case just now. I heard that the murderer is one of our employees.

Stella slightly frowned. Was it caused by Armand again?

Right at this moment, someone exclaimed, “They came out!”

As the doors of the lift were slowly opened, Stella saw two police officers walking out of the lift with a
man.

It was Logan Johnson.

With a pale face, Logan looked a bit messy and dejected.



Although the police hadn’t found out any tangible proof so far, being taken away by the police as a
suspect was undoubtedly an infringement of his dignity.

When Logan walked past Stella, he paused. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but he didn’t
utter a syllable in the end.

After Logan got into the police van with the officers, the onlookers gradually left. But their discussions
became more heated.

“I never expect it would be Mr. Johnson. He doesn’t seem like a person who would do that thing.”

“I think so. Mr. Johnson is always kind to others and he’s always smiling. When I worked overtime in
the company alone, he came over and asked me whether if I would like him to give me a ride several
times. I feel scared when thinking of the scenes now.”

“Wait, why did he kill that girl? There must be a reason.”

“I saw a comment on the Internet. It seems that that woman is his girlfriend. I guess they quarrelled
before and he killed her in a fit of pique.”

“But I remember Mr. Johnson has married and he has two children. When did he have a girlfriend?”

“How can I know this? But to be honest, that girl is so unlucky and her experience is miserable. She’s
only in her twenties. I heard she was once an employee of the Conrad Group.”

“OMG! Conrad Group? Then Ms. Radomil…”

Someone realized that Stella was still in the hall and hurriedly interrupted her. They then quickly left.

Stella was nailed on the spot, knitting her brows more tightly.

An employee of the Conrad Group?



Logan’s girlfriend?

Stella was suddenly clutched by an inexplicable gush of emotion. The strong restlessness conquered
her heart, making her feel breathless.

“Ms. Radomil.”

Samuel’s voice sounded from behind.

Stella turned around.

Samuel asked, “You know the matter related to Logan, right?”

Stella nodded her head, “Go to the police station with me.”

“Okay.”

On the way to the police station, Samuel handed a document to Stella, “Ms. Radomil, when I came
back to my office this afternoon, I found this document on my desk.”

Stella took it from Samuel and opened the Kraft bag.

The document was about the evil things Armand had done over the years, including bribes,
embezzlement, smuggling and drug trafficking.

Every of his crime was listed in detail.

The more Stella read, the more serious her expression became. “Who gave this to you?” asked Stella.

Samuel replied, “I don’t know. When I came back, I found it on my desk.”



Stella put the document back into the Kraft bag. No wonder that Clarence asked her not to probe into
Armand’s crimes, it turned out that he was much more immoral than she had imagined.

He would do anything as long as it could help him earn money regardless of whether it was illegal or
not.

Moreover, Armand laundered money several times through the Steward Group’s account several times
and then transferred the money into his account through legitimate transfers.

In this case, the Steward Group would become his accomplice.

And Lyndon, the former chairman of the company, must know about these.

Stella snorted when thinking of this.

No wonder that Lyndon would abandon such a big company without reluctance before escaping to a
foreign country, it turned out that this company was hopeless.

They were all immoral.

Stella dialed Clarence, but he didn’t answer her call.

She then dialed Nathan, yet there was still no response.

This was not a good sign.

She pondered for a while and then dialed Vincent.

There was no response either.

Stella winded down the car window. She had a hunch that a big event was impending.



When they arrived at the police station, they were told that the officers were interrogating Logan in the
interrogation room.

Logan inquired about the progress and then reported to Stella, “Ms. Radomil, the police officer said the
victim’s background is a bit sophisticated and they can’t tell me anything before the investigation result
of this case comes out.”

“Sophisticated?”

“Yes.”

Stella didn’t probe into this matter and said, “Let’s go.”

After getting out of the police station, Stella suddenly stopped as she recalled the news she heard
today.

The victim’s surname was Byron.

And her background was sophisticated.

She was an employee of the Conrad Group.

And she was in her twenties.

Stella abruptly turned around and walked into the police station. She stopped in front of the officer who
was sorting out the documents of the case and asked anxiously, “Excuse me, is the victim’s name
Amanda Bryon?”

The police officer looked up at her, “Are you her friend?”

Stella moved her lips trying to say something, yet suddenly felt her throat tight and her mind, which had
been tensed up, suddenly went blank.



The officer stood up, “If you’re really her friend, I can take you to see her. And I also hope you can
provide some useful clues to us.”

Stella immediately figured it out when she heard the words.

The victim was Amanda.

She stepped backwards and her waist hit the desk. Stella clasped the edge of the desk tightly, her face
ghastly.


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