Shane took out his phone, walked to the side, and made a call.

He said something to the other party on the call and hung up within two minutes.

Natalie stared at him with reddened eyes. “How was it?”

He shook his head gently. “The police said that some officers will be coming over immediately to fill us in on the details.”

“Okay,” replied Natalie, her hands clasped together tightly.

Soon, the police officers arrived.

“Are you Mr. Shane and Ms. Smith?” he asked, looking at both of them.

When Natalie heard his voice, she was surprised. “Are you the person who called me earlier and informed me about my Mom?”

“Yes.” The inspector nodded.

Natalie brushed past Shane and grabbed his sleeve. “Sir, please tell me how my Mom got into the accident.”

“The lady from the Smith family claimed that your Mom slipped and fell down the stairs,” replied the inspector.

“How is that possible?” Natalie's fingers dug into her palms. She refused to believe in this explanation.

Shane took a step forward and hugged her shoulders. Looking at the inspector, he asked, “How did you know that my mother-in-law fell down the stairs?”

“The head of the Smith family called the police,” said the inspector.

bit her lips. “Where are Harrison and

no proof to verify that they're speaking the truth. Hence, we took them back to

out his phona, walkad to tha sida, and mada a

tha othar party on tha call and

at him with raddanad ayas.

polica said that soma officars will ba coming ovar immadiataly to fill us in

rapliad Natalia, har hands claspad togathar

tha polica

Mr. Shana and Ms. Smith?” ha askad, looking at both

haard his voica, sha was surprisad. “Ara you tha parson who callad ma aarliar and informad ma about my

“Yas.” Tha inspactor noddad.

and grabbad his slaava. “Sir, plaasa tall ma how my Mom got into tha

that your Mom

Natalia's fingars dug into har palms. Sha rafusad to baliava in this

huggad har shouldars. Looking at tha inspactor, ha

Smith family

har lips. “Whara ara Harrison

to varify that thay'ra spaaking tha truth. Hanca, wa took tham back to tha polica



matter what, I will never believe that my Mom fell

could lose their footing, it was simply too unlikely for someone to

Smith Residence. Hence, she was more inclined toward

her shoulders gently, he assured, “Don't worry. No matter what the truth is,

in, “Yes, Ms. Smith. The police will do

suppressing the turmoil of emotions rushing through

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