Joyce was standing too close and debris could fall and struck her. When Natalie came to Joyce's side and met with her reddened eyes, her heart clenched.

However, it wasn't the time for comforts. She tugged at Joyce's hand and urged, “Joyce, let's go first, shall we?”

Joyce whirled her teary face around to look at Natalie. Her voice was filled with grief and indignation as she asked, “Nat, why do you think this happened? Why do we always encounter such matters?”

“I—” Before Natalie could speak, a sudden creak sounded from above them. She raised her head only to see a section of crossbeam from the warehouse splitting in half, falling right in their direction.

“Be careful!” Natalie's pupils shrank as she shoved Joyce away without hesitation.

Joyce was shoved to the ground with a hiss. Ignoring her scraped arm, she stood up and searched for Natalie. When she saw the falling beam, she screamed, “Nat! Get away from there!”

she had sprained her ankle when she shoved Joyce away earlier. It was too painful to even move a muscle, much less run.

open in the suffocating smoke. Her tears fell like leaky tap

on the ground. The beam

her eyes open when she felt herself being moved out of the way. Her focus wasn't on the beam but the man who shielded

her, helping her up on her feet. She checked her in

her head. “I'm fine. Only my ankle is hurt. But Mr. Shane...” She looked at Shane as the man stood up, looking slightly wretched with his dirtied attire. Still, his appearance did nothing to affect his temperament. On the contrary, it gave

you standing there like a statue? Do you

was when he arrived only to see her

description, Natalie couldn't help but shudder in fear. She lowered

blocked Natalie with her own body. She raised her head to stare at Shane. “Mr. Shane, if you want to scold someone, let that be me! I was the one who couldn't accept the fact that the fabrics were ruined, that's why I ran over here on

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