CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Natalie laughed but smacked her forehead as she remembered something. She took out a check and a black card from her purse and passed both to him. “Mr. Shane, this was the money I borrowed from you previously and your card.”

Shane's expression turned dark.

Even though he was displeased with her returning them so urgently as if to sever ties with him, he still accepted them.

Because if he didn't accept them, she would've been put in a difficult situation.

Natalie grinned after she saw that Shane had accepted the check and card. “I'll take my leave then. Goodbye, Mr. Shane.”

She waved goodbye at him then got in her car.

Shane pursed his lips as he stared at her car leaving. He then drove to the Thompson Group to host an important meeting.

Once Natalie reached the hospital and entered the room. Joyce asked urgently before she could take a breather, “How was it? Who is the culprit? Did the culprit admit to the charges?”

“Yeah. She admitted to the charges. She's part of the Brown family, and her name is Alice Brown.” Natalie sat down and lightly hit her sore shoulder.

Stanley eyes glinted at Natalie's reply.

It was exactly as he had expected. The “culprit” caught was merely a scapegoat, so that was why he didn't hear anything about that woman being caught.

But why would she sacrifice a scapegoat at this point?

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an eyebrow. “Do you know

suppressed her shock and nodded. “Yeah, I know her. She went to the same high school as me. She's real pretty and was so gentle to the

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thought that she would fall for Mr. Shane. She used to like her classmate to the point of

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when she saw that Stanley understood her insinuation but

she lifted her head, breathed in a deep breath, and