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THE ARISTO TRAgedY A family member of Prince Harry’s model ex-girlfriend Florence Brudenell-Bruce died in a tumble.

A wealthy elderly man died after falling out of his bedroom window while letting his cat out, his girlfriend revealed Tuesday.

The 98-year-old 8th Marquess of Ailesbury fell after hitting his head on the concrete patio beneath him.

Michael Brudenell-Bruce was discovered in a pool of blood by his girlfriend of over 30 years. He was related to Florence Brudenell-Bruce, who previously dated Prince Harry.

According to 88-year-old author Teresa Marshall de Paoli, he most likely fell while opening the window to liberate Honeybun, the stuck cat.

“It was a freak accident,” she explained. He had blood all over himself. “Oh, my dear, what happened?” I asked, but he had already died.

The marquess, who attended Eton, was pronounced dead by 999 crews who were dispatched to the property in Shepherd’s Bush, West London. The coroner has been informed of his death.

Teresa’s death was investigated as a “crime scene” yesterday, but she was not arrested.

She was eventually able to say her goodbyes and shower his body with his favorite aftershave.

Teresa stated that when they first noticed he had fallen out of the window, “They thought I might have killed him.”

“That really was a freak accident.”

“There wasn’t a fight, and I hadn’t hit him.”

“I guess Honeybun the cat got her head caught, so he pushed the glass up. “He lost his balance and fell out onto the patio.”

“As he fell, he broke the roses on the wall.”

“I was told that the blow to the back of the head on the concrete would have killed him.”

“He might have been there for an hour or an hour and a half.” He was pale and cold.

“I put a pillow under his head.” I contacted 999 and informed them that my spouse had been in an accident.

“The ambulance and police arrived within seven minutes. A woman who worked for the police informed me that he had died.”

“A police officer stated that death occurred right away. The cops saw it as a crime.

Following the tragedy late Sunday night, she summoned his daughter, Lady Kathryn Brudenell Bruce, who rushed to the site.

“Lady Kathryn and I had to spend the whole night in an armchair in the drawing room.” There was nowhere else to go.

“The police were there all night and all day the next day.”

They had spent 16 years living in a cottage on their family’s 4,500-acre estate in the Savernake Forest near Swindon, Wiltshire, before coming to this property.

The Marquess has been divorced three times, and his granddaughter, Bo Bruce, appeared on BBC’s singing program The Voice. He attended Eton before rising to the rank of captain in the Royal Horse Guards. Following that, he became a stockbroker.

A spokeswoman for the Metropolitan Police stated: “The London Ambulance Service called the police to an address in Abdale Road, W12, at 20:05hrs on Sunday, May 12, after a man in his 90s was found dead.”

“Police and the London Ambulance Service were there.”

His relatives and friends have been informed.

“The death is as unexpected but not being treated suspicious

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