She stood on the very edge of the rooftop, clutching a ck-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 toote. 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 ys with human lives! I''ll haunt you even as a ghost! Son, this is all my fault! Mommy ising 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 ambnces filled the air, but they had arrived toote.


    Because Tracy''s death by suicide created a public incident, the policeunched an investigation.


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


    Her mind had be 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 thepany.


    Before she could even get near him, she was seized by his bodyguards. She struggled, but the tworge 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.


    "Weren''t you the ones who killed your son? If you hadn''t been so greedy, trying to ckmail Yvonne your son would have had a bright future with that sponsorship. I heard he had a high IQ, a real genius. Ah, what a shame."


    "You''re the one who killed him. If you want revenge, why don''t you just go kill yourself,” Oscar said with a cold, heartless smile.


    Already mentally unstable, Oscar''s words pushed Tracy over the edge. She climbed to the rooftop of the hospital where Hans had died and holding his portrait, she jumped.


    She was finally reunited with her son.


    The sessive deaths of his wife and son left Howard on the brink of copse.


    He used Oscar of driving his wife to her death.


    Because a life was lost, the police took the case very seriously.


    However, after interviews and investigations, they couldn''t establish a direct link between Tracy''s death and Oscar.


    When Tracy went to confront Oscar, his bodyguards restraining her was considered self-defense. Although they had pinned her to the ground, they hadn''t caused her any physical harm, so nows were broken.


    And since Tracy hadmitted suicide by jumping from a building, it had nothing to do with Oscar.


    Even though everyone knew in their hearts that Oscar''s verbal taunts had driven Tracy to despair and suicide, he could not be held legally responsible.


    Another innocent person was dead, yet the killer remained free.


    Yvonne''s spirits sank to a new low.


    "Yvonne, we did our best," Sandra sighed helplessly. It was the only way she could console Yvonne, and herself.


    They had tried so hard, yet innocent people were still dying in front of them, and they were powerless to stop it.


    "Yvonne, get some rest. We have to attend Tracy''s funeral tomorrow," Sandra added with another sigh.