CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

A minute later, the three of them made it to the other side of the river where the manager and his men were waiting.

The manager then pointed at a patch of grass on the ground and said, “Madam, I believe Mr. Thompson may have come ashore here. The grass around this spot is all upright, but the ones here are lying flat on the ground. Something heavy must've been pressing on them for quite a long time.”

“Shane!” Natalie's hands trembled, and her eyes lit up with hope.

“That's right, we believe it must've been Mr. Thompson. The surface area of the flattened grass matches that of an adult human. He probably got carried here by the current and tried to get out of the river, but didn't have the energy to walk and collapsed here,” Silas added.

Natalie bit down on her lip. “But you guys haven't found Shane anywhere. Where could he have gone?”

She had a feeling that Shane was taken away by either Sean or someone else.

Sean tried to kill Shane here, so he probably anticipated for Shane to jump into the river and had his men wait here to take him away. If that's the case, I can't imagine what Shane must be going through in their hands right now!

Natalie shuddered at the thought of that but found some relief in knowing that Shane was still alive.

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