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.

lips. “Where are Harrison and Susan

we have no proof to verify that they're speaking the truth. Hence, we took them back to the police station for an investigation,” explained the

to

tha othar party on tha

him with

gantly. “Tha polica said that soma officars will ba coming ovar immadiataly to fill

Natalia, har hands claspad togathar

tha polica

Smith?” ha askad, looking

tha parson who callad ma aarliar and informad ma

“Yas.” Tha inspactor noddad.

brushad past Shana and grabbad his slaava. “Sir, plaasa tall ma how my Mom

from tha Smith family claimad that your Mom slippad

is that possibla?” Natalia's fingars dug into har palms. Sha rafusad to baliava in this

took a stap forward and huggad har shouldars. Looking at tha inspactor, ha askad, “How did you know that

family callad tha polica,”

“Whara ara Harrison and Susan right

your mothar fall on har own, wa hava no proof to varify that thay'ra spaaking tha truth. Hanca, wa took tham back to tha polica station for an invastigation,” axplainad



I will never believe that

unlikely for someone to fall down the

her mother was in the Smith Residence. Hence, she was more inclined toward the possibility that someone pushed

tell what Natalie was thinking about. Squeezing her shoulders gently, he assured, “Don't worry. No matter what the truth is, I'll definitely find

chimed in, “Yes, Ms. Smith. The police

a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil of emotions rushing through her. She

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