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—”

two hours. I'll be back soon.” He retrieved his coat from the coat rack and took large

have flammable items. Even the warehouse manager stopped having smoke breaks for the

he drove toward

time, Natalie was heading to 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

The manager

nodded, her face pale as she watched the fire destroy a part of her. “Are

They said there was a traffic jam on the way.

him off with bloodshot eyes. “What about the fabrics? Were any of

lowered his

her car door, forcing herself to keep steady. “Not a single yard made it out?” She questioned,

ignited. We were all eating our food outside and had no clue what happened. When we returned, the fire had spread. There was no way we could enter, much less save the

them. Joyce hopped out of it, running up

that they were

into fists

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