CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“No, not Stanley himself, but the organization he is associated with,” said Shane, cutting Natalie off.

He had always wondered what organization Sean was involved in that allowed him to traverse multiple countries freely. Now, he had finally gotten his answer.

It's this badge!

When he first saw Sean wearing it, he didn't think there was anything unusual about it. However, he thought differently now that he had seen this sketch and remembered the bad blood that Natalie had mentioned existed between Joyce and Stanley.

Stanley's parents were killed by an organization. If this badge belonged to the murderer, that could only mean Sean, who owned a badge identical to this one, belonged to the same organization as the murderer.

Thus, Shane reckoned as long as he continued investigating the background of this organization, it was very likely he would end up finding Sean as well.

Watching the intense expression on his face and seeing the sketch being crumpled up in his grip, Natalie pursed her lips for a moment before asking, “So, what you're saying is that Sean and the people who murdered Stanley's parents are members of the same organization?”

“That's what I think. Anyway, I'm taking this sketch. I'll be in my study,” stated Shane darkly.

Natalie nodded, knowing he was heading off to his study to dig up information on the organization connected with the badge. “Sure. Go ahead.”

Shane turned and left the room.

number and told her

news to him as soon as she hung up the

that, Natalie's phone rang with a call

you sure Sean had been seen with that badge before?” The light reflected off his glasses, making his

“Yes, Shane said he'd seen him wearing it before, so it must be true. Besides, Shane's

Joyce had mentioned that he had taken the badge away to investigate it himself, but no news had

but he hasn't given me any answers. I suppose he didn't find anything,

you know once

two seconds before Stanley replied, “Thanks,

so

hesitating to speak. A moment later, he finally started to talk. “Nat, I think there's something I need

came to see me a

slightly. “What do you mean? She went to

“That's right.”

Natalie's fingers curled into

again, Stanley answered, “She wanted