Chapter 647 Death By Suicide

• “What?” I yelped. Priscilla wanted to leave him at his darkest hour, and she got herself and the baby killed? God, Robert must have been devastated.
• “Someone rigged the car. It was meant for Robert, but Priscilla was roped into it instead. His guilt crushed him. He loved Priscilla deeply, so he didn't hate her even though she betrayed him. He only blamed himself for it. I was worried when I found out, so I sneaked out to check on him.”
• Julia raised her head to keep her tears in. Then, she pointed at somewhere far away. “It happened at the roof of Century Tower. It used to be the Andersons' building. I saw him on the roof, harried and tired. He was crushed and on the verge of breaking down. I wanted to talk to him, but Robert cursed me. He even thought I played a part in Priscilla's death.