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Soon, the phone got through, and Shane's weary voice sounded on the other side. “Hello?”
“Darling, didn't you rest during the flight?” Natalie's brows knitted in frustration.
Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Shane made his way out of the airport and got into the car sent by the manager.
“Yeah, I didn't. There were some documents that I needed to deal with myself, so I was busy.”
“But it is daytime in the country now. I'm sure you won't rest.” Natalie sighed.
Knowing she was concerned about him, Shane couldn't help but smile faintly. “Don't worry. After visiting Mrs. Wilson
at the hospital, I'll take a rest.”
“You'd better keep your words, or else I'll call the company to check on you. Hmph!” she warned.
The glint of joy in Shane's eye got brighter. “Sure.”
At his words, a contented smile spread across Natalie's face. “Good. Are you on the way to the hospital now?”
“Yes, I'm going to check on Mrs. Wilson now.” Shane nodded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Okay, tell me how she is afterward. I'm worried about her.” Natalie heaved a sigh.
Mrs. Wilson is such a kind-hearted woman. She treats me and the children really well. It upsets me to know she's
injured.
“I will,” he replied.
The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Right after the call ended, Shane's phone rang again.
It was a call from the manager of the company. Shane's expression turned surly, and his voice became stern.
“What's the matter?”
“Mr. Thompson, the manager of Wells Properties just contacted me, saying that someone had ransacked Wells
Properties as well. Perhaps he's looking for the share transfer agreement,” the manager replied.
Unfazed, Shane let out a snigger. “I'm not surprised. Since Sean couldn't find it at my place, he would surely think of
sneaking into Wells Properties. He wouldn't miss out on any place where the agreement could possibly be. I bet he
has even asked the bank about it.”
“Would you like me to call the bank and ask?” the manager asked.
Shane rubbed the bridge of his nose. “No, there's no need to do so. I'm the bank's most valuable customer, so Sean
won't be able to pry any information out of them. Besides, the share transfer agreement is not in the bank now.”
He had actually stashed it away in a safe in the bank but had moved it to another place afterward.
Shane glanced at his watch and said, “All right, I'm going to the hospital now, and I'll be at the company two hours
later. We'll discuss when we meet.” “Sure, Mr. Thompson,” the manager acknowledged him.
Then Shane put down the phone and continued going through the remaining documents.
Half an hour later, he arrived at the hospital.
The man pushed the door open and went in. Mrs. Wilson was still asleep, while her daughter-in-law was sitting by
the bed.
As soon as she saw Shane, she stood up hurriedly. “Mr. Shane, you're here.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShane nodded at her. “How's Mrs. Wilson?”
“She had a backache throughout the night until the doctor injected her with painkillers. I guess she's about to wake
up soon,” she said while gazing at the old woman on the bed.
Shane pursed his lips. “I'm sorry to have let such a thing happen to Mrs. Wilson.”
The woman quickly waved her hands. “No, no, no... It's not your fault, Mr. Shane. She doesn't blame you but those
heartless people, so please don't feel bad about it.”
The man massaged his temples. “No matter what, Mrs. Wilson got injured at my place, so I'll pay for all her medical
expenses.”
“Thank you, Mr. Shane.” She gave him a grateful smile.
Though her family was not on their uppers, they were far from being wealthy.
Apart from that, she had two sons. One was studying for a master's degree, while another one was going to college
soon. She had a lot on her shoulders, so she was glad that Shane was willing to take up the responsibility.
Suddenly, the ringing of her phone broke her out of her reverie.
She fished out her phone and glanced at the screen, saying bashfully, “Excuse me, Mr. Shane. My husband is calling
me, so I have to answer this call.”