When Shane and Natalie returned to the Thompson villa, Mrs. Wilson came out to greet them, “Sir, madam, welcome home.”

Shane nodded gently.

Upon noticing the blood on Shane's hand, Mrs. Wilson exclaimed, “Are you injured, Mr. Shane?”

“No. It's not my blood,” Shane replied and went upstairs right away.

Now that Jacqueline was dead, the grudges he was holding against her had also vanished.

Yet, everything occurred so fast that Shane had not quite figured out how to react to certain things. In other words, he had yet to make peace with himself.

He needed more time to sort his mind before he could completely let go of the grudge.

Natalie stood still and watched as Shane walk up to the third floor, only looking away when his figure disappeared from her sight.

Mrs. Wilson gave Natalie a confused look. “Madam, what's wrong with Mr. Shane? He seems to be in a bad mood.”

“Yeah, he's in a bad mood because he didn't get to take his revenge against his enemy. His enemy died before he could do anything. So it might take him some time to learn to let go.” Natalie let out a sigh.

Although Shane did say it was time to let bygones be bygones, he was, in fact, unhappy that Jacqueline had committed suicide.

way he could vent his pent-up frustration. That was

dead?” Mrs. Wilson exclaimed

looked at her and nodded

gasped. “Did

Natalie answered while

Wilson gulped and was stunned for a moment before asking

responded with a faint smile. “Jacqueline was a woman with a big ego, so she would never allow anyone to humiliate her. She ended her

courage for Jacqueline to kill herself. Gotta take my hat off to her.” Mrs. Wilson

Her eyes were downcast

the thoughts out of her mind and switched to another topic.

to the kickboxing hall.

and did

it was

the fact

but to ask Natalie

upstairs and

voice came from the

into the study, only to find that

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