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

instantly intensified as he shifted uncomfortably in his

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

responded with a

ending the call, Shane put down his phone and summoned Silas. “This is Sean's number. Get someone to find his

the number on a piece of paper and

number and nodded. “Got it, Mr.

gave

turned and left

took a

ruckus sounded outside his

Shane demanded,

Shane, Mr. Sam wants to see you.” A secretary pushed the door open

narrowed his gaze. “Let him

the secretary before scurrying out to

the door was pushed open forcefully as a middle-aged

on the desk and demanded, “Shane, what

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

of course. Why are you doing that?

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