CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Soon, they arrived at the operations department.

Shane pushed open the door and tossed his phone at one of the employees. “Trace the last-known location of this number right now!”

“Right away, sir!” The employee got to work immediately.

Next, he turned towards Silas and ordered, “I need you to call Mr. Horner of the Design Association and tell him that something's cropped up at Natalie's end, so she can't make it to the courthouse. Get him to postpone the trial hearing. And I want someone to bring Harrison here this instant!” Shane's eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice as chilling as the harsh winter snow.

Since Harrison sent someone after Natalie, I'm going to teach him a lesson.

“Understood. I'm on it.” Silas nodded his head seriously as he carried out Shane's orders.

Silas had barely left the room when the employee tasked with tracing Natalie's call completed Shane's request. He pointed at the computer screen as he said, “Mr. Shane, I've traced the call to this location.”

Shane lowered his gaze to look at the screen and realized it was Natalie's apartment. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Continue tracing the phone. I want you to gather all the security footage of the apartment and its vicinity.”

“Yes, sir.” The employee nodded and began typing furiously on his keyboard.

About ten minutes later, he'd gathered all the relevant security footage.

she'd left her apartment building. The chase had ended at a wall

as the roads ahead,

you track the van?” Shane tightened his grip on

we'll need to use satellite data if we want to track the van in real-time. I don't have the clearance to access it; once I hack into the system, the higher-ups will find out as

of the consequences, but he couldn't care less. Natalie's safety was at the top of his mind. He wanted to save her as soon

bodyguard after Alice was caught... She might be safe now if I'd kept the

ordered sternly, “No problem. Just hack the satellite, and I'll handle the higher-ups. Send me the real-time location of the van after you get the

carried out his orders without further

his phone as he walked to his

to the person on the other end of the

agree to his request, and Shane hung up after expressing his gratitude. Keeping his cell phone, he entered his

A map appeared on the screen, and he could

that the red dot was the van

of the van. Following the map, he'd just driven down two roads when a few SWAT vehicles trailed behind

face. He addressed the driver, “Boss, something's up. He said someone's

other thugs who were watching Natalie

eyes shone with hope. She let out a