Chapter 49 Suspicions

The man was staying in a five-star hotel. For Natalie to have personally designed cufflinks for him, his status had to be extraordinary, and he certainly wasn’t short of money. How could Jensen possibly persuade such a man to give them up?

The thought left him restless and agitated.

Just then, security called.

“Mr. Luke, there’s a woman lying outside the Grand Pavilion. Her right arm is covered in blood. You should come take a look. I think it’s the same woman who tried to force her way in here the other day.”

Jensen froze.

“Sharon? What happened to her?”

“Not sure. Looks like her right hand was smashed to pieces-bloody, a real mess. It’s terrifying.”

The words jolted Jensen upright so violently that the tablet on his lap clattered to the floor, forgotten.

“What did you just say?”

“Her right hand’s been shattered-blood everywhere. It’s gruesome.”

The security guard’s clearer explanation made Jensen’s heart pound.

Not long ago, Sharon had been the one who ordered Natalie’s right hand broken.

Back then, he had forced Natalie to swallow her pain, forbidding her to press charges.


Now Sharon lay mangled in the same way.

Could it be… Natalie was still alive?

The possibility made his pulse race.

now. Call an

“Yes, Mr. Luke.”

hung up and

see Sharon’s injury with

it meant only one thing-Natalie might still be

thought filled him

lived, he would

hawand recognition

destroyed, he hadn’t seen it before she went into surgery. The doctors had told him it was pulverized, that she would never hold a pen again. But

looked like this, too, when she was carried


trembled as he stood frozen, afraid to even touch

The ambulance arrived quickly.

medics lift Sharon inside and climbed

was rushed into emergency surgery as soon as they reached

like stone, shadowed

attacked her? And who dumped her at the Grand

hurried off

“Wait.”

Jensen stopped him suddenly.

too. I want to see the footage from before

asked carefully, “Mr. Luke, should we notify the

No one is to leak word that Sharon’s hand was smashed. If anyone asks, we’ll say she fell

the image of Natalie’s face came back-anguished, resentful, crushed beneath the weight of his command not to


Natalie, was

I silenced you, forced you to endure that pain in silence-was this

No.

It couldn’t be.

been too kind, too gentle, too soft-hearted. She

But that fire…

clashed

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