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.

soon after she'd left her apartment building. The chase had ended at a wall between Natalie's apartment and a neighboring apartment. She was carried away by the men

van is headed, as well as the roads ahead, it seems like they're trying to

track the van?” Shane tightened his

but 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

but he couldn't care less. Natalie's safety was at the top

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

Shane picked up his phone and ordered sternly, “No problem. Just hack the satellite, and I'll handle the higher-ups. Send me the real-time location of the van

employee carried out his

phone as he walked to his car. “Mr. Gunn, it's me. I'd like to ask for a

request to the person

agree to his request, and Shane hung up

a notification. A map appeared on the screen, and he could see a blinking red dot moving

instinctively knew that the red

roads when a few SWAT vehicles trailed behind his car. These were

the van ended a call with a distraught expression on his face. He addressed the driver, “Boss, something's up. He said someone's coming to save that woman, and he's almost caught up to

watching

eyes shone with hope. She let out a few