CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“Okay, but wouldn't that mean you'd be going alone? What if Dr. Baker were to mean you harm?”

Although Jacqueline took her own life, there's no telling whether Jackson would vent his anger on him.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Shane responded with a snort. “Relax. He's not beating anyone up with that scrawny frame of his.”

Not that he was acting in bravado, but the fact that Jackson was almost half a head shorter and much slighter of build compared to him meant the man was not going to be a threat to him.

Besides, he was more than capable of handling his own in a fight. Therefore, Jackson would most assuredly not be a match for him.

Hearing that from Shane reminded Natalie that he did know a move or two. Hence, she could not suppress a smile. “In that case, go quickly. I'll be at home, waiting.”

“Got it.” Shane nodded. He then pulled her in for a peck on the lips before he made his way out of the room.

Wilson walked in with a glass of milk in hand. “Where is Mr. Shane

for Jackson. He's worried that he'll do something stupid,” replied Natalie as she received the milk from the

not too surprising, considering

only one?” Natalie's brow perked up. “Doesn't Shane have any other

to

acquainted, she did not expect Jackson

few that one may consider a friend. Even though some of these relations may

the while for Shane though, there was

Mr. Shane did not associate himself with others. Mr. Shane matured quickly for his age. Coupled with his own aloof personality and desire to excel in his grades, he did not much fancy the

liked to compare their own children to him, so as time went on, those young gents and ladies gradually

compare their own children to. Even though their own kids might gravitate to Shane in the beginning, they would only grow to resent him after a while. That was why it was kind of

toward Mr. Shane, those young gents and ladies started to gang up on him. In the end, Mr. Shane sorted them out. They dared not even come near him after all that, and would just scurry off like vermin in the presence