Chapter 858
When There Is Nothing Left But Love
I finally understood that the reportersâ main objective was Ashton, and Ashton only. As for the victimâs
relatives, the reporters would likely just snap a few pictures and then try to compete with each other for
who could write the most heart-wrenching news article.
I took several thousand out of my purse, telling the female receptionist, âI need you to get someone to
buy some fruits and snacks, the more expensive and higher quality, the better. After that, arrange for it
to be delivered to them. Buy some toys and give them out to the kids here, too. It would be best if you
could start up a conversation with them and find out why theyâre going to such lengths, and perhaps
ask if theyâre acting on someone elseâs orders. Also, call up some more reliable reporters and tell them
to come over to take pictures.â
She looked shocked as she received the money, nodding numbly. To my surprise, the young woman
worked efficiently, swiftly giving out water bottles and snacks to everyone in the lobby. She also
instructed some of the other security guards to help with her errands, and they naturally mixed in with
the crowd and started talking.
It just so happened to be lunchtime. Reporters filtered in slowly but surely. However, they seemed to
have learned from their previous lesson and were acting a lot more reserved than last time.
After a while, the female receptionist ran over to me excitedly. âMrs. Fuller, those people arenât Sashaâs
family! Someone is paying them a hundred per day to come here just to make a fuss! All of them are
simply retirees who jumped at the chance of earning money, and some even dragged along their
grandchildren to make it look more realistic.â
My mouth fell open. I had thought that these people would at least have some relation to Sasha, but it
turned out that all they wanted was to cause chaos and confusion.
Falling deep in thought for a minute or so, I then instructed her, âThink of a way to get an audio
recording of that confession, then pay them twice the amount of money to send them away. Apart from
that, instruct them to tell outsiders that Sasha committed suicide. As for everything else⦠Let them add
as many âsaucyâ details as they wish, as long as it doesnât affect Fuller Corporation negatively.â
She nodded and walked away, leaving me to wonder, who would go to such lengths to ruin Fuller
Corporationâs reputation? What do they want from us?
The lobby was slowly clearing out, and the receptionist approached me to show me that she had
recorded a video. âIâve asked them all to leave, Mrs. Fuller. The only ones left are Sashaâs actual
parents.â She shook her head in awe, exclaiming, âYou made everyone calm down and caused the
reporters to come all the way here for nothing. You even helped promote our company along the way!
Youâre amazing!â
I laughed lightly, my gaze settling on Sashaâs daughter out of the corner of my eye. The little girl
appeared a little worse for wear, and for some reason, I had a feeling that she wasnât just an ordinary
child.
I turned back to the receptionist. âThank you for everything youâve done today. Give me your number so
that you can send the video file to me. By the way, whatâs your name?â
Her cheeks flushed at my request before shyly exchanging numbers with me. âMy name is Stella
Collins, Mrs. Fuller. You can just call me Stella! Iâm glad to have been of assistance.â
I smiled politely back at her. Minutes later, she sent me the video file through WhatsApp.
âHelp! Someone, help!â Suddenly, the peace and quiet of the lobby was broken by someoneâs screams.
Glancing up, I saw Sashaâs parents sobbing and shouting desperately for help. âGo over and see what
they need,â I ordered Stella.
She rushed over, pushing through the small crowd that had formed around Sashaâs parents as I
followed closely behind her.
The young girl that had just been playing on one of the sofas in the lobby had passed out, her face was
as pale as a ghost with blood streaming down from her nose. It didnât seem like she was suffering from
an external injury.
Her grandparents were panicking, cradling the child in their arms as they cried.
At a loss for what to do, Stella turned to stare at me in confusion.
No one had any understanding of the childâs condition. She had stayed here for the entire day, and I
had only just instructed people to give her and her family snacks. If anything happened to her, people
would find a way to somehow blame it on Fuller Corporation.
Clearly, the other staff was also thinking the same thing I was. Stella became even more frantic, as she
had been the one to personally buy the snacks and hand them out.
The young woman in question was nearly in tears as she stared at me. âWhat should we do, Mrs.
Fuller?â
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down and think rationally. âHello, Mr. Brooks, Mrs.
Brooks,â I greeted them. âIâm Ashton Fullerâs wife. If youâre willing to trust me, will you hear me out?â
The old couple was already frozen in shock because of their grandchild. When they looked up at me, it
was as if their eyes suddenly lit up with hope. Clutching onto my arm, Sashaâs mother pleaded,
âMadam, please help her! Iâm begging you, please help!â
I nodded, trying my best to soften my tone in order to reassure her. âPlease listen carefully. The most
important thing now is saving this childâs life. We will call an ambulance to send her to the hospital, but
you have to agree to settle everything else only after weâve confirmed that the child is no longer in
danger.â