“Huh?” Joyce was stunned. She finally noticed something was wrong.

Isn't she too cold toward him?

“Nat, did something happen between you and Mr. Shane?” Joyce whispered, sneaking a peek at the man in the distance.

Natalie hummed in response. “I've talked it out with him. I told him I liked him and that I'd give up on him.”

“What? Why?” Joyce's voice rose an octave.

Still leaning against the car door, Shane squinted and kept his eyes peeled on Natalie's figure.

Natalie tried to ignore the burning gaze from behind her, refusing to give it any attention. She said in a faint voice, “It's impossible between us anyway. He has no feelings for me. What else am I to do if not give up on him? Letting him know of my feelings is more than enough.”

“I suppose you're right.” Joyce nodded, letting out a sigh. “Actually, I find the both of you rather compatible. However... Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. The fire's extinguished!” She pointed at the warehouse.

look at what was left of the burnt warehouse. She felt

worth of loss in fabrics. Not only that, but their rented warehouse was also in ruins. On top of purchasing new fabrics, they had to spend a large sum of money to compensate the landlord for

captain dressed in orange uniform said as he

and walked forward. He asked the fire

white phosphorus

expressions mirrored each

Joyce was confused. “What's that?”

solid that self-ignites upon

it's not something ordinary people could

think carefully about where it came from.” Having said that, he turned around and

deliberately. Their purpose was to ruin our fabrics!” Joyce clenched her hands into fists and cracked each knuckle, her eyes

egged on the textile mill and refused to give us the fabrics that did this. Joyce, you said you would

phone and walked aside to make the call, leaving behind

short moment later, Natalie inhaled an audible breath to break the silence. She raised

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