"In fact, I've always thought that Mr. Whitlock isn't someone like that, honestly. I've been in the entertainment circle for a year and can at least read a person. I don't dare say how good a person Mr. Whitlock is, but he is definitely a man with bottom lines. He won't do such a thing." said Yvonne.

Natalie's breathing got staggered at once, her mind spiraling quicker and quicker.

"But my son did die, and if it wasn't him, who else would dare to murder him, and..." "Natalie, did you personally see Hayden die?" Yvonne suddenly interrupted her.

Natalie's mind went blank with a buzz.

Right, she didn't see it with her own eyes.

Yet, that was the least of her concerns at the moment - Lucy's appearance shook her to the extreme, agitated to the point of paranoia. Natalie was sure that her baby must have died in Tobias's hands. On the other end of the phone, something unexpected sprung to Yvonne's mind.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be...

"Natalie, something just occurred to me." Yvonne's pitch jumped half an octave.

"What is it, Yvonne?" Natalie answered after a short pause, trying hard to adjust her breathing.

Yvonne took a deep breath and splurted, "Natalie, you were too emotional then, and I chose to believe you, but I think you've missed something! Back then at the airport, Mr. Whitlock was holding a child. You said that if Hayden hadn't died, he would have been that age. What if that child is yours? Have you thought about this?"

Hearing this, Natalie's whole body froze at the possibility.

After a while, she snapped out of it. "But I heard the child called a woman his mother."

If Natalie didn't see what happened between Lucy and him, maybe Natalie would really believe it.

"Is that the woman Lucy that you mentioned earlier? Didn't you say she is having dinner at Whitlock's now? Is she and Tobias strangers? If they don't know each other, how could they have a child?" A lightning bolt flashed through Natalie's mind.

She faintly realized something, but she couldn't grasp it.

"Natalie, I think you have to calm down now. Think about it - I feel that this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems. It's better for you to look into it carefully. I," Yvonne continued after a pause, "I'm going to be a little busy today. You should think it through first. I'll call you tomorrow, and then well break it down together."

Natalie's eyes were blinking violently.

A moment later, she took a deep breath and spoke, "Okay, Yvonne, you go ahead. It's true that I'm in a mess right now. Let me sort my thoughts out and then well be in touch." After hanging up the phone, Yvonne rushed to the studio.

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