No matter how rational Stella Grace was, this incident was too jarring.
She was frightened out of her wits and held Jasper Milton's hand immediately. "How could someone suddenly die here?"
Jasper narrowed his eyes, and said urgently, "Someone is trying to frame you."
Bang, bang, bang! In three bangs the door outside was knocked open.
"Jasper, leave now. Otherwise, they will suspect that the man caught us being intimate red-handed, and hence we harmed him. He who wants to beat his dog will easily find a stick," Stella said urgently.
"Stella, do you believe me?" Jasper asked coldly.
"Yes," Stella answered without hesitation.
The security guards of the hotel rushed in and headed straight for the hanging garden.
"Excuse me, Chief. We found a dead man in the hanging garden. We didn't find the murderer." The security captain reported through his walkie-talkie.
