Not long after Keira Leaf had left, unable to recover from Olivia Leaf's death, the area outside the room door was already crowded with people. There were journalists and guests, along with some bodyguards and waiters, all craning their necks to glimpse the scene inside the room.
Some attempted to enter but were blocked by two experienced journalists under the noble pretext of protecting the crime scene.
Thus, in front of the small door, numerous heads peeked out, some on tiptoes looking in, some with cameras in hand, and others jostling forward, occasionally stumbling a couple of steps into the room.
"What's going on here? Why does it look like the person on the ground is Olivia Leaf?"
"Yes... With so much blood on her, she must be dead, right?"
"Could Mrs. Sulliven be the murderer? But she looks so distraught..."
"Should we call the police? But this is Young Master Sulliven's private island, do we need to report this?"
"..."