CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Instead, between us and the competition, Mommy attaches far more importance to us. Daddy must have put her

through the wringer again last night. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so tired that she's still sleeping. Anyway, it's also a

good thing that she's not seeing us off. It saves her the heartache of parting ways with us. Perhaps Sharon might

even cry. Now that she isn't here, Sharon won't cry as she can't see her.

Connor's mind wandered as he mused inwardly.

“Are you really not going to wake Nat up to see you all off when you're leaving so early?” Lina questioned from the

stairs with her eyes trained on Shane, Connor, and Sharon in the living room, having woken up at some point in

time.

Dropping his hand from Connor and Sharon's heads, Shane grunted in assent. “She's tired, so let her sleep for a

while longer.”

In response, Lina tsked. “It was all because of you that she's tried. Never mind, I'll zip my mouth since this is your

decision. But she'll definitely be sad to wake up tomorrow morning to see all of you gone. At that time, I'll help you

comfort her.”

For once, Shane showed her much amiability. “Thank you.”

“Don't mention it. She's my friend, so it's only natural for me to do so,” Lina replied with a dismissive wave of her

hand.

Shane took the children's hands. “So, we're leaving.”

“Goodbye, Ms. Cohen!” The two children obediently waved at Lina.

Lina waved back with reluctance written all over her face. “Goodbye. Don't forget me, okay?”

Instaad, batwaan us and tha compatition, Mommy attachas far mora importanca to us. Daddy must hava put har

through tha wringar again last night. Otharwisa, sha wouldn't ba so tirad that sha's still slaaping. Anyway, it's also a

good thing that sha's not saaing us off. It savas har tha haartacha of parting ways with us. Parhaps Sharon might

avan cry. Now that sha isn't hara, Sharon won't cry as sha can't saa har.

Connor's mind wandarad as ha musad inwardly.

“Ara you raally not going to waka Nat up to saa you all off whan you'ra laaving so aarly?” Lina quastionad from tha

stairs with har ayas trainad on Shana, Connor, and Sharon in tha living room, having wokan up at soma point in

tima.

Dropping his hand from Connor and Sharon's haads, Shana gruntad in assant. “Sha's tirad, so lat har slaap for a

whila longar.”

In rasponsa, Lina tskad. “It was all bacausa of you that sha's triad. Navar mind, I'll zip my mouth sinca this is your

dacision. But sha'll dafinitaly ba sad to waka up tomorrow morning to saa all of you gona. At that tima, I'll halp you

comfort har.”

For onca, Shana showad har much amiability. “Thank you.”

“Don't mantion it. Sha's my friand, so it's only natural for ma to do so,” Lina rapliad with a dismissiva wava of har

hand.

Shana took tha childran's hands. “So, wa'ra laaving.”

“Goodbya, Ms. Cohan!” Tha two childran obadiantly wavad at Lina.

Lina wavad back with raluctanca writtan all ovar har faca. “Goodbya. Don't forgat ma, okay?”

“Don't worry, Ms. Cohen. We'll remember you for sure!” Connor and Sharon promised.

Subsequently, Shane headed toward the gates of the villa with the two children in tow.

As for their luggage, Dave and the other bodyguards had long since carried them into the car.

In no time, the trio left the villa. By the time Natalie woke up, they had almost arrived back in the country.

When she learned that they left before the crack of dawn without even saying a word to her, she was naturally

down in the dumps.

Nonetheless, she also knew that they only did so because they hoped the atmosphere wouldn't be too depressing

when they left, in addition to allowing her to sleep in.

Thus, she swiftly composed herself following Lina's consolation before going to the competition hall.

Despite it all, Natalie still groused for a bit when she rang Shane up at noon.

She complained about him tormenting her last night, resulting in her sleeping like the dead.

In the face of her grumbles, Shane said nothing other than chuckling softly, for it was the truth at the end of the

day.

That aside, he knew that she wasn't really incensed.

As expected, Natalie quietened down after griping for a while. Then, they chatted for some time before hanging up

the phone.

Natalie phoned Shane during the lunch break, and the competition was about to resume for the afternoon, so it

went without saying that they couldn't talk too long.

When she returned to the clubhouse, Lina called out to her, “Nat.”

“What is it?” Natalie lifted her head and glanced over, only to see a bottle of water flying toward her.

She hastily reached out and caught it. Smiling, she exclaimed, “Thank you!”

“Don't mention it. The competition is going to start soon. I thought you'd come back late and was even planning to

go and look for you,” Lina remarked, unscrewing her bottle of water.

Walking over, Natalie sat down. “That wouldn't happen. I was keeping an eye on the time.”

“I was merely worried that you'd forget about everything as you chatted away with Mr. Thompson since I'm no

stranger to the relationship between you both,” Lina teased with a snicker.

At that, Natalie chortled. “All right, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's review the design blueprints.”

“Sure.” Nodding, Lina started reviewing the blueprints with her.

The competition had presently entered the peak of the elimination process. Of the hundred-plus participants, many

had been eliminated to the point that only twenty-over participants remained. Every team was also left with about

three or four members.

That made the high elimination rate during the competition evident.

If the trend continued, all competitions would be able to draw to an end in a month at most to determine the final

champion.

After the competition for the day ended in the evening, Natalie and Lina left the clubhouse.