CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“No, this is my problem. I shan't trouble you with it.” Natalie looked down and softly declined.

Shane frowned at her very formal and distanced attitude, and his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He knew he was the cause of her change in attitude.

“You do not have sufficient resources and connections to get it done.” He plainly stated the obvious fact, so Natalie could only bite her lips, unable to rebut. They both knew he was the influential and powerful one.

Despite his obvious advantage, Natalie still rejected his offer. “It's okay. I know you hate me now, so you don't have to get involved in my problem.”

Shane narrowed his eyes and kept mum.

Natalie took a deep breath and continued, “Mr. Shane, I think we should start thinking about our relationship.” Like Connor, she had started to address him formally.

“What do you mean?” Shane slammed on his brakes to stop the car and turned to question her.

Turning to meet his eyes, she calmly stated, “I mean, you already concluded my mom was the one who caused your parent's death, so I am your enemy's daughter. There is no way you can live in harmony with an enemy's daughter, right?”

Shane's eyes flickered, and his hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel.

In a resigned tone, Natalie added, “So please give it serious thoughts, Mr. Shane. We can't continue like this forever.”

With those parting words, she unfastened her seat belt and alighted from his car. Shane sullenly watched her hailed a cab and left in it.

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A pleosont voice on the other end of

seat belt and alighted from his car. Shane sullenly watched her hailed a

live with her the way they used to. However, the option of divorce had never crossed his mind, even though he was clearly aware their awkward and distanced relationship was

of weariness overcame

same time, Natalie was also brooding in

private investigator to look into the incident that happened eighteen years ago. However, Shane's revelation that he had incriminating

they could sort out their

moment, her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. She cleared her troubled mind and fished out the phone. The caller

pleasant voice on the other end of the phone

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