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A dying wretch...
Jacqueline reckoned even the bodyguards knew what her fate was.
Meanwhile, Shane immediately headed to the study upon arriving at Thompson villa. Silas followed behind as they
had some matters to discuss.
Natalie had worry written all over her face as she lifted her head and averted her gaze upstairs.
Hopefully, Shane can pull himself together.
Of course, while worrying for Shane, she felt a suffocating lump of air within her.
The amount of information Jacqueline had revealed was too much to digest in such a short time. That was why she
could not regain her composure even till now.
All this while, Natalie thought the one who kidnapped Connor and caused him to get into a car accident was
Jacqueline.
Similarly, she thought the woman was also responsible for landing Stanley in a car accident.
To her surprise, Jacqueline told her the culprit behind everything was Stanley.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven the fire incident at the textile mill had something to do with him.
While she was still in shock by the sudden revelation, puzzlement stung her, too.
Why would Stanley do that? He's Connor's godfather! He has treated Connor and Sharon so well all along. The two
of them also see him as their father. Why did he do that? And what about his car accident? Why would he take the
risk and put himself in harm? What could his motive be? And not to forget, why did he burn my warehouse? What
good is that for him?
Natalie rubbed her forehead wearily as immense frustration overwhelmed her.
I have to find Stanley and clarify everything with him!
With that thought, she immediately fished out her phone and called Stanley.
An emotionless, automated female voice sounded from the other end of the call. “Sorry. The number you're calling
is currently unavailable. Please try again later.”
Why is his phone turned off?
Natalie scrunched her brows tightly.
Is he busy performing surgery, or...
While she was deep in thought, her phone rang suddenly.
Lowering her gaze to check, she realized it was from Joyce.
She swiped on the green dial icon. “Hey, Joyce.”
“Nat, I've something to tell you.” Joyce's raspy voice rang through the phone.
Furrowing her brows, Natalie asked, “What happened, Joyce? You sound weak. Are you ill?”
Apart from how feeble she sounded, Natalie sensed something else in her voice.
Yet, it was something that she could not piece together, and neither could she use words to explain.
“Yeah, a little. It's just a mild cold.” As Joyce answered, she let out two coughs.
“Is it serious? Did you get some medicine?”
“Yeah, I did. Fret not, Nat. I'm old enough to know what to do. There's nothing to worry about. I'll be fine in two
days.” Joyce laughed.
Her laughter was voided of vigor and instead full of bitterness, unlike her usual cheeriness.
Natalie felt that something had happened to her, but before she tried to probe, Joyce's voice reached her ears
again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Nat, I want to tell you I won't be heading to work for the next two days. I'm thinking of heading back to visit my
parents.”
“Sure, it's time you visited them, too. It's been a few months since you last went back,” Natalie agreed readily.
“Exactly. They're saying they miss me.” Joyce chuckled.
“When are you going back? I can give you a lift to the airport.”
“There's no need. I'll leave later.” Joyce shook her head and refused.
Hearing her rejection, Natalie sighed. “All right, then. I won't send you over. But you have to tell me about your
flight time. I have some gifts for Mr. and Mrs. Rivers. I'll get someone to bring it to the airport.”
“Sure. It's at four in the afternoon.”
Natalie noted it down. “I got it. I'll get someone to bring it over and wait for you at the airport before your flight.”
Joyce merely mumbled a response.
Then, Natalie seemingly suddenly remembered something that she queried, “Oh yes, Joyce. Did you go look for
Stanley after that?”
The “after that” she meant was after Stanley cleared the air regarding the culprit.
Joyce grunted in acknowledgment. “Yeah, I did. I went to find him this morning as I wanted to bid him goodbye. But
he's no longer at the hospital.”
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