CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

That's impossible. How could Natalie possibly come into contact with this organization when her world is so pure? Even I only stumbled across it five years ago and got in after expending much effort. Therefore, Shane might not even know about this organization. So, where did she see this logo?

“From a friend, but it was on a badge,” Natalie answered, her gaze evasive.

At once, Sean's expression changed imperceptibly.

From a badge? Only the top brass of the organization has badges, and they speak volumes! I've got one, but I didn't expect her friend to own one as well.

“Don't tell me your friend is...” His expression turned wholly solemn.

Natalie knew what he was trying to ask, so she shook her head. “My friend isn't a member of the organization. She found that badge by coincidence. Her boyfriend's parents were murdered by someone from the organization more than ten years ago, and the mastermind misplaced the badge at the crime scene.”

“I see.” Sean could tell that she wasn't lying, but suddenly, he jerked his chin up. “However, you seem to be keeping something from me!”

Indeed, she didn't lie, but he could tell that there were too many flaws in her narrative.

Things didn't quite connect, so it was abundantly clear that she glossed over a crucial part without telling him about it.

Natalie wasn't surprised that he could tell as she herself was aware of the problem in her account.

boyfriend really wants to know who exactly killed his parents. That person has the same totem as you, so I think you'll be able to help in determining his identity. But I

not entirely impossible.” Sean regarded

hands into fists. “Why, are you planning

that's what you want, I can help you.” Sean stared

need your help. If I ask you to help, you might propose a deal again. I know there's no free lunch in this world, and I also understand that I've got to pay the price if I need someone's help. If it's a reasonable one,

afford to pay the price you demand, so I don't need your

ask him to help. Anyway, I believe that Shane and Stanley will succeed in investigating that organization and find the

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