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She glanced out the window, where the villa was in plain sight.
After arriving at the villa, they both had lunch and returned to their rooms to rest. They
wanted to be mentally and physically prepared for the competition tomorrow.
In the evening, Natalie woke up after a two-hour nap to receive Shane's call.
Surprised, she quickly answered his call. “Darling, why are you calling me at this hour?”
Usually, he would have called at night, as she would be unoccupied during that time.
He rarely called her in the day, so she couldn't help but wonder if something had
happened.
Shane chuckled and asked, “I heard the organizer say that your competition is going to
end ahead of time. Is that so?”
Comprehension dawned on Natalie. “Oh, so that's why you called. I thought something
bad happened.”
Shane was one of the investors in the competition, so it was natural for the organizer to
inform him of any changes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was not surprising for Shane to find out that the competition would end ahead of time.
Natalie explained, “Tomorrow marks the end of our tenure as judges, and we will join the
other judges in competing to decide who will design the costumes for the opening
ceremony of the World Games.”
“Got it. I'll attend the competition with the kids tomorrow so we can cheer you on,” Shane
said.
Natalie's eyes went wide in shock. “You'll come to cheer me on?”
“Yes.”
“But it's not the weekend tomorrow.” Natalie was confused. “Darling, aren't you busy?”
“I'm not busy for the time being. The company is getting audited soon, so I'll have some
free time until then. When the audit starts, I'll get busy,” Shane revealed. His lips curved
into a smile as he assured her, “Don't worry. I've adjusted my schedule so that I'm not
neglecting the company in order to spend time with you.”
Natalie heaved a sigh of relief. “I'm glad to hear that. I was worried that you'd put work
aside to cheer for me. I'll feel guilty if that's the case.”
“That won't happen,” Shane responded as he shook his head.
Natalie grunted in acknowledgment. “All right. You can come over tomorrow, then. What
time will you be arriving? I'll pick you guys up.”
Shane thought about the flight details that Silas had arranged and replied, “Tomorrow at
noon.”
Natalie furrowed her brows and sighed. “Noon? I can't pick you up, then. I'm afraid the
competition has already started.”
“It's fine. We can make our way to the venue ourselves. Besides, we have a surprise for
you.” Something glinted across Shane's eyes.
Natalie's interest was piqued. She quickly sat up and asked, “A surprise? What is it?”
“You'll find out tomorrow. Don't worry. You'll like it,” Shane assured her in his deep and
hoarse voice.
Natalie felt her heart skip a beat. “You sound serious. I can't wait, then.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI'll like it, huh? Let's see what he has prepared for me.
Shane chuckled softly. “I won't disappoint you.”
“I trust you.” Natalie bobbed her head.
They talked over the phone for around two hours and only ended the call when the sky
turned dark.
At the same time, Joyce accompanied Jonathan to the hospital to check on Stanley's
condition.
It had been two days since the incident, and Stanley was still unconscious. Joyce grew
increasingly stressed out and anxious.
The longer Stanley stayed unconscious, the more serious his injuries would be, and the
more likely he would exact retribution on Jonathan for causing him such pain.
She wished Stanley would wake up as soon as possible so they could discuss the matter.
The longer things dragged out, the more trouble it would be.
“Doctor, how is he doing?” Jonathan asked the doctor who had just stepped out of
Stanley's ward.
The doctor seemed confused, as he didn't understand Jonathan's words.