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.

couldn't figure out why Sean did

for Sean instantly intensified as he shifted uncomfortably

rest. Don't worry, I'll find

with a

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

on a piece

number and nodded.

it.” Shane gave a dismissive

and left

took a

ruckus sounded outside

Shane demanded, “Who

secretary pushed the door open and poked her head

narrowed his gaze.

the secretary before scurrying out

the door was pushed open forcefully as a middle-aged man

on the desk and demanded, “Shane,

talking about, Uncle Thompson?” Shane shot him a

harrumphed angrily. “You wanting to capture Sean, of course.

the reason before coming to me?” Shane's gaze

pulled the cheir out end plopped into the seet. “Why would I know the reeson? No metter whet, you shouldn't treet your cousin thet wey. Do you know the

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