CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

She had already owed Shane four hundred thousand originally—all of which she'd spent on purchasing fabrics. Coupled with eight hundred thousand in compensation for the warehouse, another four hundred thousand to purchase new fabrics, and other miscellaneous expenses—it totaled up to nearly two million.

Other than owing Shane money, she also had a notarized IOU with Joyce. Should they not pay up before the deadline, they'd have to be prepared to be sued in court.

“Two million is quite a hefty sum indeed. I have about one and a half million in savings. I can lend it to you first,” Stanley offered, adjusting his spectacles on his nose bridge.

Natalie plated the apples neatly along with a small fork before handing them to him. “It's all right, Stanley. Joyce and I will figure it on our own. Don't worry,” she assured.

Seeing that she'd turned him down, Stanley knitted his brows. A fleeting trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes behind his lenses.

Natalie failed to notice his abnormality and wiped her hands as she stood up. “Eat the apples, Stanley. I'll go to the Ophthalmology Department to get my eyes checked.”

“What's wrong with your eyes?” Stanley tightened his grip on the plate, staring at her eyes in concern.

She lowered her head and rubbed her eyes. “They're dry and itchy. It's most likely irritated by the smoke earlier.”

they hadn't felt very comfortable since. But as she had a lot on her plate previously, she chose

see.” Stanley

Natalie obliged. She

her eye to take a look and said in a deep voice, “The sclera is slightly yellow and bloodshot on the bottom. It should be inflamed from the smoke. It's imperative to get it checked. Otherwise, it could easily turn into refractory keratitis

taken aback by

and urged,

leave Connor and Sharon with you.” Natalie nodded. She informed the children before heading to the Ophthalmology

was nighttime, there weren't many patients. She

the same diagnosis as Stanley did. Her eyes were inflamed by the

eye drops, she carried the bag of medication and made her way back to the ward. The last thing

holding onto Jacqueline as they walked in her direction. When

a coincidence, Ms. Smith.” Jacqueline halted her steps and smiled

eyes and the plastic bag she was holding. He frowned, feeling an unknown heaviness in

happened to