Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 342

She stood on the very edge of the rooftop, clutching a black-and-white photograph of her son.

The hospital had been temporarily shut down pending an investigation by higher authorities due to the medical malpractice incident involving Hans.

With only a handful of staff on duty, Tracy had gone unnoticed.

“Tracy, what are you doing? Get down from there! The roof is too dangerous!” Howard was terrified out of his mind when he saw his wife standing on the ledge.

Sandra looked equally shaken but managed to calmly take out her phone and dial 911.

Yvonne, however, bolted into the hospital and raced up to the roof.

But she was too late. Just as she burst onto the rooftop, Tracy, clutching her son’s photo, leaped from the edge. As she fell, she screamed, “The Rogers family plays with human lives! I’ll haunt you even as a ghost! Son, this is all my fault! Mommy is coming to be with you!”

“No!” Yvonne shrieked, rushing to the edge, only to see Tracy’s body hit the hard ground below. Blood began to pool beneath her.

The piercing sirens of fire trucks and ambulances filled the air, but they had arrived too late.

Because Tracy’s death by suicide created a public incident, the police launched an investigation.

They quickly discovered that Tracy had gone to the Rogers Group headquarters shortly before she died.

Her mind had become increasingly unstable, fixated on the belief that the Rogers family had killed her son and that she had to avenge him.

But she couldn't even get past the front door of the Rogers Group building. She waited for a long time until Oscar finally emerged from the company.

Before she could even get near him, she was seized by his bodyguards. She struggled, but the two large men pinned her to the ground like a fish on a cutting board, helpless.

Oscar looked down at her, condescendingly wiping his expensive crocodile leather shoes on her clothes.

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