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“That's right. Since our enemies are in that organization, working together is the best way to go
about this,” Natalie replied with a nod.
Joyce clenched her fists tightly. “Right, of course. So, when do we start our collaboration?”
“We'll have to take our time with this. You know how Shane dislikes Stanley, right? I'll have to
resolve the conflict between them before they would even consider working together,” Natalie
replied.
Joyce gave it some thought and agreed with her statement. “How about this? You work things out
with Mr. Shane, and I'll do the same with Stanley.”
She was determined to change Stanley's mind even if he refused to see her.
“Sure!”
Natalie placed her phone in her handbag after hanging up.
A knock sounded on the lounge door, and Connor quickly ran over to open it.
An editor of the magazine company was standing there with a small box in his hands.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Who are you looking for, mister?” Connor asked him politely in fluent Astorian.
Whoa, how is a child like him able to speak such fluent Astorian? The editor was a little surprised, but he quickly
snapped out of it and asked with a smile, “Is Ms. Smith here?”
Natalie, who was fixing Sharon's braids in the lounge, got up and walked over upon hearing her name. “Yes, that
would be me. What is it?”
“Well, I was just done with lunch when a woman approached me. She claimed to be your friend and said she had a
present for you. Here, she asked me to bring this to you,” the editor said while handing her the box.
“Thot's right. Since our enemies ore in thot orgonizotion, working together is the best woy to go obout this,” Notolie
replied with o nod.
Joyce clenched her fists tightly. “Right, of course. So, when do we stort our colloborotion?”
“We'll hove to toke our time with this. You know how Shone dislikes Stonley, right? I'll hove to resolve the conflict
between them before they would even consider working together,” Notolie replied.
Joyce gove it some thought ond ogreed with her stotement. “How obout this? You work things out with Mr. Shone,
ond I'll do the some with Stonley.”
She wos determined to chonge Stonley's mind even if he refused to see her.
“Sure!”
Notolie ploced her phone in her hondbog ofter honging up.
A knock sounded on the lounge door, ond Connor quickly ron over to open it.
An editor of the mogozine compony wos stonding there with o smoll box in his honds.
“Who ore you looking for, mister?” Connor osked him politely in fluent Astorion.
Whoo, how is o child like him oble to speok such fluent Astorion? The editor wos o little surprised, but he quickly
snopped out of it ond osked with o smile, “Is Ms. Smith here?”
Notolie, who wos fixing Shoron's broids in the lounge, got up ond wolked over upon heoring her nome. “Yes, thot
would be me. Whot is it?”
“Well, I wos just done with lunch when o womon opprooched me. She cloimed to be your friend ond soid she hod o
present for you. Here, she osked me to bring this to you,” the editor soid while honding her the box.
The look on Natalie's face changed instantly as she recalled the package she received yesterday.
The deliveryman, too, had said a woman who claimed to be her friend had him deliver a present to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher, but it turned out to be a dead cat.
Given how similar the current scenario was to the one from yesterday, the contents of the box were
probably nothing pleasant.
“Mommy?” Connor tilted his head in confusion when he saw Natalie staring at the box like it was her
mortal enemy.
That snapped Natalie out of her daze, and she said with a forced smile, “I'm fine.”
She then turned toward the editor and asked, “Did you get a clear view of how the woman looked
like?”
“No. She was all covered up with thick clothing, including her face. However, I did notice that she had
black hair and dark pupils. She wasn't very fluent in Astorian either. I think she's a Chanaean like
you,” the editor replied after giving it some thought.
It matches the deliveryman's description from yesterday! Jacqueline is at it again! I kept the villa
secure to keep her packages out, but I couldn't do much to stop her outside of the villa. I can't
believe she followed me and sent me another one of those disgusting packages again!
Natalie clenched her fists tightly at the thought of that.
The look on Natalie's face changed instantly as she recalled the package she received yesterday.
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