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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 711

With Natalie’s involvement in the death of his parents, Shane’s relationship with her was destined to be irreparable; the intimacy of the past never again attainable.

When Sam heard that Shane wasn’t planning on investigating the matter, his heart settled back in his chest. But in the next moment, it leaped back to his throat.

“I’m not going to investigate my parents’ death, but I’ll continue investigating Grandpa’s suicide.” As soon as Shane said that, he pivoted and pinned his gaze on Sam. “Uncle Thompson, Grandpa committed suicide at Thompson residence, and you happened to be there when it happened. As such, you probably know something I don’t. Is that not so?”

“Of course not!” Sam hastily denied in a booming voice even as he guiltily averted his eyes. “Dad’s suicide was very sudden. He didn’t reveal any of his intentions before he committed suicide, so how could I possibly know anything?”

“Oh, really?” Shane naturally didn’t believe him, and his gaze remained riveted on him.

His uncle became utterly perturbed by his stare. Afraid that he would crack under the pressure and give the game away, Sam promptly made up an excuse and fled the room.

his retreating figure with profound eyes. The hands in his pockets gradually

tell that his uncle

but he’s reluctant to tell me. And from his guilty expression, it seems that he’s the reason

gaze and continued studying

inside for an hour or so, he finally exited the room, locking the door

he didn’t go downstairs and leave.

room was no different from Shane’s parents’ room. It had been left untouched ever since his death,

lesser degree. Besides, there were

have been here before me. As for who it was, it goes without saying — it was either Uncle Thompson or Sean. They probably came to seek for clues to the will,

occurred to him, Shane sneered and walked over

on the desk, so he casually flipped through them. All of a sudden,

a letter from Grandpa

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