Natalie was taken aback. She recalled what Joyce mentioned this morning and blurted out, “Wait a minute!”

“Oh? You don't want me to hang up?” Sean flashed a devilish smile.

Natalie's frown deepened as she felt a flicker of irritation.

He's so flippant. There's no way he saved me back there!

At that thought, Natalie stopped herself from asking questions and responded coolly, “It's nothing. Bye!”

With that, she hung up promptly. Then, she sent Sean's number to Shane.

Shortly after, Shane gave her a call. “Did Sean call you?”

“Mm,” Natalie responded.

Shane's expression immediately clouded over. “Why did he call you?”

He still couldn't find out where Sean was, but the latter showed up out of nowhere.

Natalie replied truthfully, “He asked if I had regained consciousness.”

“What? That's it?” Shane scrunched up his brows.

Sean called her just to ask that question?

“Yeah!” Natalie affirmed.

figure out why

for Sean instantly intensified as he shifted uncomfortably in

rest. Don't worry, I'll find Sean.” Shane rubbed

with a

down his phone and summoned Silas. “This is Sean's number. Get

number on a piece of

look at the number

it.” Shane gave

turned and left the

a

ruckus sounded outside his

Shane demanded, “Who

Mr. Sam wants to see you.” A secretary pushed the door open and poked her head in

narrowed his gaze. “Let

replied the secretary before scurrying out to relay his

was pushed open forcefully as a middle-aged man stormed

the desk and demanded, “Shane, what is

are you talking about, Uncle Thompson?” Shane shot him a cool

Sean, of course. Why are you doing that? He's your

the reason before coming to me?”

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