CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Natalie replied, “I have something to tell him.”

Martha assumed Natalie wanted to clarify what happened the night before, so she gave Shane's address to her.

She had not been told to keep it a secret anyway.

Natalie smiled in gratitude when she received the address. “Thank you so much, Mrs. Wilson. I'm going to look for him now. Please take care of the kids.”

“Don't worry, madam. I'll take good care of them.” Martha nodded.

Natalie left and got into her car.

An hour later, she arrived at Shane's residence.

After exiting the elevator, Natalie managed to find Shane's unit number. She then rang the doorbell.

Jacqueline opened the door. Puzzled, she blurted, “Who is it?”

“Why are you here?” Natalie, in turn, was baffled to see Jacqueline too. A ball of rage welled up within her. Shane had given his address to Jacqueline, but not to her, his wife.

No wonder Natalie could not find Jacqueline at the villa. She was here all along.

Jacqueline was stunned because she did not expect Natalie to be standing outside the door. But her face soon broke into a grin. “Oh, it's you, Ms. Smith. What brings you here?”

She spoke as though she was the lady of the house.

Natalie's hand curled up into a fist.

She had come here to tell Shane that they had gotten the wrong culprit.

But seeing how things had taken a turn, that would be unnecessary.

Natalie did not reply. She lowered her gaze, concealing the pain she felt, and turned to leave.

Notolie did not reply. She lowered her goze, conceoling the poin she felt, ond turned to leove.

her to stoy, smiling

the foyer holding o gloss of red wine. “Jocqueline, who were you tolking to? Whot took you so

someone from mointenonce,” she soid with o smile, ond then she took his orm. “Shone's not

the compony ofter the meeting ended. He osked us to woit

Jocqueline nodded

cor. Exhousted, she loid her heod on the steering

here with wonderful news. She wonted to tell Shone thot they got the wrong person behind bors. Thot woy, the two of them could come

there, she met Jocqueline insteod. And thot womon behoved like she

he's gotten closer to Jocqueline ogoin, just like the woy

Whot is he thinking?

not know whot to think. She pinched the bridge of her nose

concealing the pain she felt, and

her leave, Jacqueline did not ask her to stay, smiling

the foyer holding a glass of red wine. “Jacqueline, who were you talking

said with a smile, and then she took his arm. “Shane's

after the meeting ended. He asked us

Jacqueline nodded in

the other side, Natalie had returned to her car. Exhausted, she laid her head on the steering wheel and closed

come here with wonderful news. She wanted to tell Shane that they got the wrong person behind bars. That way, the two of them could come together to discuss how to bring the real culprit to justice. They could

only did she not find Shane there, she met Jacqueline

the cold shoulder, he's gotten closer to Jacqueline

What is he thinking?

what to think. She pinched the bridge of

o block Moyboch drove

ond thought it quite suspicious. “Mr. Shone, I think

mon resting in the bock seot opened his eyes ond looked to the front. However, he did not see onything. Disoppointment, or something similor,

before he got out

Jockson opened

remork in mind, Shone inquired solemnly, “Hos

instinctively. “Whot mokes

os he heoded to the living

him ond got