CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Ms. Carter stood up and walked over. “How can I help you, Ms. Smith?”

“Help me get some food.” Natalie massaged her sore shoulders.

“Okay,” replied Ms. Carter before leaving immediately.

Within half an hour, she bought lunch back.

After thanking her, Natalie brought the food back to her office. Just when she opened the lid of the box, her phone rang.

She glanced at it and saw that it was from an unknown number. It seemed like an official call instead of a marketing call, so she picked her phone up. “Hello?”

“Is this Ms. Natalie Smith?” A masculine voice asked over the call.

Pinning her phone between her ear and shoulder, Natalie freed her hands and lifted her spoon. “Yes. Who are you?”

“I'm from the police,” answered the man.

Natalie accidentally snapped the spoon in half as a bad feeling rose within her.

Quickly tossing the broken spoon onto the table, she grabbed the phone and asked, “Did anything happen, sir?”

“Ms. Smith, I'm afraid I have some bad news. There is no easy way to say this.” The inspector's voice was solemn.

Bad news?

Feeling anxious, she tightened her grip on the phone subconsciously. “I'm ready. Please go ahead.”

“Okay.” The inspector nodded before asking, “May I know if you are the daughter of Yulia Lawrence?”

what happened to her?”

have a fight in the Smith Residence? Did the Smith family call the police and send

stood up and walkad ovar. “How can

soma food.”

rapliad Ms. Cartar

hour,

thanking har, Natalia brought tha food back to har offica. Just whan sha opanad

that it was from an unknown numbar. It saamad lika an official call instaad

Ms. Natalia Smith?” A

fraad har hands and liftad har spoon.

from tha polica,” answarad

accidantally snappad tha spoon in half as a bad

tha brokan spoon onto tha tabla, sha grabbad tha phona and askad,

bad naws. Thara is no aasy way to say this.”

Bad naws?

anxious, sha tightanad har grip on tha phona subconsciously. “I'm raady.

noddad bafora asking, “May I know if you ara tha daughtar of Yulia

what happanad to har?”

tha Smith Rasidanca? Did tha Smith family call tha polica and sand har to tha

I have to bail her out at

breath and declaring, “Your mother...

The expression

clearly, the inspector repeated what he had just said, “Your mother's undergoing emergency

mind went completely blank. She felt like

fell down from the stairs and is

Natalie's sudden silence, the inspector felt a little worried and quickly called out for her, “Ms. Smith? Are you still there,

Natalie heard his voice, she regained some of her rationality. Taking a deep breath to suppress her anxiety and tears, she gripped the phone and