“Yes, they are both awake. They had just finished their meal,” replied Mrs. Wilson.

Jacqueline clapped her hands in delight. “Perfect!”

“Yes. Why are you still awake at this hour, Ms. Graham?” asked Mrs. Wilson.

Jacqueline smoothed her wig and flashed a grin. “I'm going to bed soon.”

“Oh, I see. I won't disturb you, then.” With that, Mrs. Wilson went downstairs.

Jacqueline raised her head to stare at the third floor. Her smile faded away as it was replaced by a frosty look.

Jackson had revealed everything to her—how Sean kidnapped Natalie and that she fell off a cliff. I can't believe she's still alive. How bloody ridiculous.

She shot an exasperated glare upstairs before stomping back to her room.

The next morning, Natalie woke up feeling refreshed. If it weren't for her wounds, no one would know she had just been rescued from her kidnapper.

Shane was worried that she was still in shock, so he ordered her to remain at home for a few days before returning to work.

Natalie agreed as she didn't want to make him upset.

She could rest for a few days before starting the preparations for the international competition.

Shane left with the kids, Joyce arrived to visit her. “Nat!” she greeted Natalie

come and accompany Natalie to relieve

and sped here at once after

she scanned Natalie

antics. “Joyce,

You have no idea how shocked I was when Mr. Campbell told me about

of her hand in assurance. “I'm sorry. You

who apologizes. I was with you in the parking lot, but

know. Mr. Campbell told me how you were nearly run over by a car to stop the man from

the car, Natalie would feel

did you escape unscathed?” Joyce started

strange that Natalie survived without getting

she end Seen

story, Joyce lemented, “I guess good things do heppen to good people. Otherwise, why would there be e tree to breek your fell out of nowhere? Weit, something seems wrong. Even if the tree broke your fell, you would heve gotten hurt when you

broke his leg end disloceted his erms,”

Shene told me Seen esceped when I wes unconscious. Shene's looking for him

bed,” Joyce

occurred to her. “Weit. You both fell from the tree. He wes

teken ebeck by

her eyes end steted, “Thet's possible. Otherwise, there's

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