novelraw Chapter 259: Slit Wrists and Hanging
Chapter 259: Slit Wrists and Hanging
The butler was Stella Monroe’s most capable assistant besides Felix Jennings. Removing this right-hand man, Stella couldn’t cause much trouble in the estate.
However, Summer Monroe didn’t relax because the next day she would be going to the only profitable department of the Stanton Group, so she had to prepare first.
But at the crack of dawn the next day, a terrifying scream woke Summer up.
The sound came from the same floor where Summer was staying.
Being a light sleeper, Summer woke up instantly.
What happened?
Summer threw on a coat and hurried out of her room.
She saw that the entrance to Clarissa Stanton’s room was crowded with people.
She initially thought it must be Clarissa causing a ruckus because she didn’t want to be confined, but upon seeing the servants standing at the door, afraid to enter, Summer immediately sensed something was wrong.
This didn’t seem like Clarissa deliberately causing trouble, but rather...
Summer frowned and walked over, only to see the room awash in blood, with Clarissa Stanton lying motionless on the floor.
There was a large gash on her wrist, and it was from there that the blood was pouring out.
Clarissa Stanton... slashed her wrist?
Summer noticed the blood on the ground had already clotted, and the cut on her wrist was no longer bleeding, which indicated that Clarissa had slashed her wrist quite some time ago.
Seeing this scene, Summer’s eyes were filled with surprise.
Clarissa would commit such a thing as suicide by hanging, something she never would have expected.
In her perception, Clarissa, although confused, wouldn’t be this irrational. What on earth happened?
This was far beyond Summer’s expectations.
Summer was about to step inside to check if Clarissa still had a heartbeat when she heard Henry Stanton, who had also been awakened, stride over and shout in an unhappy tone, "What kind of nonsense is that shameless thing up to again?"
"Dad..." Summer said stiffly, "This time... something really big has happened to Clarissa, come and see for yourself!"
Looking displeased, Henry Stanton walked over. When he saw the congealed blood all over the floor, his pupils contracted and his eyes widened in shock.
After a long moment, he finally found his voice, trembling as he called, "Clarissa? Clarissa?"
However, Clarissa Stanton on the floor remained motionless, without any reaction.
"Dad, don’t worry, let me check first." Summer asked Leah Lowell, the servant, to support Henry Stanton, while she herself bypassed the bloodstain, crouching next to Clarissa Stanton and reaching out to feel her breath.
But as soon as Summer’s hand touched Clarissa, she no longer felt like checking her breath.
——The body was already cold, there couldn’t possibly be any breath.
When she saw the scene earlier, she thought it might be Clarissa’s scheme, but with the body cold, it couldn’t possibly be her scheme.
She was truly dead.
But Summer couldn’t understand; previously Henry had beaten Clarissa, why couldn’t she bear it this time and resorted to wrist slitting?
This didn’t match Clarissa Stanton’s way of doing things.
From the doorway, Henry Stanton asked in a trembling voice, "How is it? Is she still alive?"
Summer turned back and shook her head at Henry Stanton, displaying a sorrowful expression, and said, "The body temperature is already gone..."
"What?!" Henry Stanton couldn’t believe it and rushed forward to check Clarissa Stanton’s breath himself.
Summer was almost knocked over by Henry Stanton, but Leah stepped in to support her, stabilizing her so she didn’t fall into the pool of blood.
A few seconds later, Henry Stanton’s wail echoed through the room: "Clarissa! Clarissa, how could you be so foolish and unable to see things through?! Daddy, even when I hit or scold you, it’s all for your own good! Why can’t you understand Daddy’s good intentions? Why did you make Daddy send off a child before his time?!"