CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

After all, Shane might reward him if he had done Natalie a favor.

Natalie held the documents against her chest and declined. “Thank you for offering, Mr. Plumlee, but there's no need. The warehouse where I store my fabrics is on fire. My employee has already called the fire department. I'm gonna go take a look.” She bowed apologetically before leaving the restaurant and drove off.

Watching as her car left his sight, Niall contemplated for a minute before he eventually decided to report the matter to Shane.

Shane's brows furrowed when he heard the news. Why would the warehouse be on fire for no reason?

“Silas,” Shane called out, knocking twice on his desk.

Silas pushed open the door and stood at the entrance. “Yes, Mr. Shane?”

“Prepare the car!” Shane ordered as he stood up.

Surprised, Silas asked, “Are you going out, Mr. Shane? But there's a meeting—”

for two hours. I'll be back soon.” He retrieved his coat from the coat rack and took large strides out of his office, heading toward the elevator. His handsome, aloof face

flammable items. Even the warehouse manager stopped having smoke breaks for the same reason. Therefore, the

he drove

the same destination. She had managed to make it within twenty minutes for a typically thirty-minute drive. When she alighted, her blood turned cold. All she could see was the warehouse being devoured by

The manager

the fire destroy a

called again. They said there was a traffic jam on

bloodshot eyes. “What

manager lowered his head

her car door, forcing herself to keep steady. “Not a single yard made it out?” She questioned, squeezing her palm tightly. She had to keep composed, or else she didn't know what else she

and had no clue what happened. When we returned, the fire had spread. There

next to them. Joyce hopped out of it, running up to grab Natalie's hand without bothering to

that they were all

clenched her hands into fists in disbelief.