CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“Not in her room?” Natalie narrowed her eyes as her voice volume went up a notch, “What do you mean?”

Shane, who was keeping his distance nearby, had been keeping an eye on the whole exchange. Noticing her grim expression, he pursed his lips and walked over. “What's wrong?”

Natalie had not anticipated his approach. Shaking her head at him, she motioned to him that she would reveal the conversation to him later.

Reading the situation, Shane understood her hint and kept his silence. Yet his eyes remained fixed on her cell phone.

On the other end of the line, Mr. Malone reported abashedly, “It means that she might have left the mental hospital temporarily. I'm sorry, Ms. Smith. I've lost sight of my target.”

Natalie pinched her brow. She did not mean to put the blame solely on him. “It's okay. You're not omnipotent. I'll let this slide. However, I'm curious. What makes you say that she left the mental hospital temporarily?”

Mr. Malone pushed his glasses up. “Because I've just checked her check-in information. There are no signs of checkout, nor the ward has been vacated. Her mother, Susan, was still there. That's why I suspected that Jasmine was only temporarily away.”

“Gone out, eh...” Natalie grasped her cell phone tightly before she instructed, “Seems like she's pretending to be deranged and stupid after all. Mr. Malone, you are to stay put and continue your snooping around. The very moment Jasmine comes back, you shall notify me immediately. Capisce?”

“Sure!” Mr. Malone nodded.

his

“In order to escape serving jail term, Jasmine pretended to be mentally ill. The prison transferred her to a mental institution. To collect shreds of evidence of her act, I've employed a private eye to monitor her movement.

this for real?” Shane was

continued, “First and foremost I want to know Jasmine's whereabouts right now. Also, I

dig around too.” Saying that, Shane took out his own cell

assistance

Jasmine was now a ticking time bomb.

heard an excited commotion

stepped forward and craned her neck in an attempt to peer past the gathering

see a tall and handsome aged man surrounded by a group of people as he walked down from the second

enthusiastic at the encounter. He, however, seemed to be looking around, as if he was looking for

old man beamed at her. Raising his

accelerated to the point of bursting out of her chest. She could not help but swallow the lump in her throat before

looked down at her hands grasping his arm. Unable to resist, he chuckled and curled his lips, “You're not dreaming. He is

soon as he finished speaking, the legendary Mr. Dylan