The letter then went on to say: But if your uncle and his family aren't willing to behave, retrieve the will. I'll be long gone and can no longer see their ruination. I'm not going to interfere in the matter anymore, but please don't blame me for covering up for them. The whereabouts of the will lay with your parents.

The will is with my parents? Shane clutched the letter in his hands, his brows furrowing deeply. My parents passed away almost ten years before Grandpa did, so how can the will be in their possession? This is probably a riddle!

As he was mulling it over, the cell phone in his pocket rang out of the blue.

Corralling his thoughts, he hurriedly retrieved his cell phone. When he saw that it was a call from Natalie, he hesitated for a few seconds before finally answering. “Hello?”

Upon hearing the man's voice, Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank God he answered my call! I thought he was going to let it go to voicemail. Although his voice was cold and indifferent, she was already ecstatic that he picked up the call. After all, he didn't even reply to her message earlier in the morning. Now that he answered my call, does it mean that his anger has dissipated significantly?

“Are you off work, Shane?” she inquired.

The man on the line merely grunted in affirmation.

Nonetheless, a smile bloomed on Natalie's face. “That's great! I'll come and pick you up with the kids, then. We'll go home together, okay?”

Pursing his lips, Shane replied, “It's okay, you guys go ahead.”

Hearing that, Natalie's smile froze for a second. “But you've gotten off work, no?”



to take her call meant that his anger had subsided, but he had now rebuffed

well, it seems that I read too

residence. I'll head home by myself

that, Shane hung up the phone without

at the screen of her cell phone that had reverted to the main

him up?” Connor easily figured out the conversation

his and Sharon's heads with a forced smile. “It's okay. Daddy said to

is he going

conceal the anguish in them. “He'll be going home soon. Alright, sit tight.

her seat, believing her

contemplation of something or

when

soon as Natalie opened the car door, the two children leaped

a good boy and girl you are!” The housekeeper ruffled the children's hair lovingly. Then, she shifted her gaze to Natalie, who was walking over. “Madam, didn't



“No, he went back to Thompson

he go back there?” Mrs. Wilson was

answered, “I don't know either. Perhaps he has something to do over

do over there? He has never gone back ever since Mr.

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