Only now did he realize that that was not the case.

Shane's pupils contracted at the sound of Silas' words.

Mom and Natalie have the same eyes?

He hurriedly opened his drawer and pulled out a picture of his mother before comparing it to Natalie's and realized that Silas was right.

Shane's hand tightened around the picture.

He couldn't believe he was only paying attention to such a surprising similarity now.

“Mr. Shane?” Silas called out carefully at the sight of Shane's shock. “Could Sean be treating madam as some sort of replacement?”

Shane's lips pressed together coldly. “Keep this completely under wraps.”

“Understood.” Silas nodded.

Shane pinched his brow tiredly. “You can leave now.”

“Yes, sir,” Silas responded with another nod before walking out.

Shane was left alone in the study room.

head, and his un-styled hair fell over his eyes, hiding his current expression under the shade

anger was made obvious by the immense, heavy

Great. Just great.

love with his own aunt,

I'll kill him!

Bang!

on the desk. The sheer impact alone split his knuckles open, and a trickle of fresh

as if he couldn't feel the pain as he walked straight out of the

diary and looked

saw the man in the doorway, she was about to greet him with a smile when she realized how he

diary pages-down on the bed

she left the study room, so he clearly

as if he were about to say

could speak, Natalie caught sight of his bleeding hand and

What happened to your

and grabbed it gently. When she noticed his split knuckles, her small face creased into a frown. “Did you

hugged her tightly and buried his face in the crook of

gentle voice, she said, “What happened, Darling? You have to tell me, or I'll be

looked up at the sound of his wife's concern. “Sean sees you as a substitute for

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