CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

At that thought, Natalie's hands tightened around her cell phone as fear struck her. Stark terror showed in her eyes.

Connor slipped off the chair and walked over to her. Taking her hand, he asked, “What's wrong, Mommy? What exactly did you see?”

Likewise, Sharon stared at her while blinking her eyes.

However, Natalie didn't want to frighten the children, so she wasn't planning on telling them about it. Inhaling deeply, she stifled the fear within her and caressed Connor's head with a smile. “I'm fine, so just continue eating. You've got to go to school when you're done.”

Knowing that she didn't want to tell them, Connor pouted. “Got it.”

Then, he went back to his seat.

Natalie sat back down as well. She dipped her eyes and stared at the cell phone in her hands with a conflicted expression on her face.

Logically speaking, she should be showing Shane the video and lodging a police report for deliberate homicide.

But at the thought of Mr. Gunn, she wavered because he did her a favor back then.

me who wanted to see the case file. And Jacqueline is his great-granddaughter, so I should take that into consideration. Argh! Alright, to repay the debt of gratitude I owe him, I'll keep this video

made up her mind, she sighed

a one-time mistake last night, and she won't do such a thing again

of the blue, her cell phone

composed herself before taking out the cell phone she had just

must be about the matter yesterday, she promptly answered the call.

have been apprehended!” Joyce's ecstatic voice rang out

hand around the cell phone. “Where are they now?” she swiftly

police station and have just been interrogated. I'm just leaving the police station.” As Joyce spoke, she opened her car

that, Natalie narrowed her eyes.

to be distant relatives. Unbeknownst to us, they colluded and used the money we allocated for the purchase of high-quality fabrics to buy inferior fabrics. Then,

pursed her

warehouse, but they secretly transported them out and sold them. The money from the sales went into their pockets, and they then used the inferior fabrics to manufacture clothes. Their motive was to tarnish

of that, Joyce

eyes for a moment before inquiring, “Did the police interrogate them