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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 903
Shane called Natalie once he got back to the room.
Her sleep-tinged voice greeted him on the phone. “Morning.”
“Did I wake you?” His frown immediately relaxed at the sound of her voice.
She shook her head and sat up in bed. “No, I was about to get up anyway. Let me guess. You’re calling me now
because of the will?”
“Yes.”
“Did you find it?”
Shane pursed his lips before replying simply, “I did.”
“Is there enough evidence to convict Sam?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Natalie’s joy was palpable as she exclaimed, “That’s great! Shane, congratulations! When will you turn it in?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Tomorrow,” he answered.
I can’t let Sam be at large any longer.
She supported his decision wholeheartedly. “Tomorrow’s good. Let’s get it done and over with and seek revenge for
Dad and Mom.”
“I know.”
They chatted for an hour more until a housekeeper knocked on the door to Natalie’s bedroom and announced that
breakfast was ready.
Shane heard the housekeeper’s announcement and persuaded Natalie to have breakfast.
He had not slept last night.
It could be due to his excitement at discovering the incriminating evidence, though it could also be due to his
concern over the fact that they had not found the killer.
Shane ended up hobbling downstairs in the morning with dark circles under his eyes.
Silas had arrived. “Mr. Shane.”
He set down his coffee cup as Silas passed him a document.
“These are the sales records of Torres Corp from eighteen years ago.”
There were about five to six pages, and Shane flipped through the document in anticipation.
There were too many names listed in the document, and he recognized a handful of them.
It was impossible to locate the girl’s name in the list.
She was only ten years old back then. Even if she comes from a prominent family, she wouldn’t have had enough
money on her to get a phone under her name. It’s more likely that an adult got the phone for her, which means her
name won’t be on this list.
“How about your investigation into my parents’ network?” Shane asked as he set aside the document.
Silas replied hurriedly, “It’s almost done. It’s taking a while because I combed through all of their acquaintances,
whether they were in good terms or otherwise.”
Shane tilted his jaw in acknowledgment. “Once your investigation is complete, crosscheck the names with the ones
on this list. Highlight those that overlap.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI can only track her down by the process of elimination. We can start by identifying any names that overlap
between this list and my parents’ network. From there, it might be possible to single out any girl around her age.
Only then, this search might finally be going somewhere.
Silas nodded at his orders. “Got it. There’s something else.”
“Go ahead.” Shane handed the document back to Silas.
“I had someone collect Warren’s DNA sample.”
Shane took a sip of his coffee before asking, “Where did you find it?”
“In an apartment under Harrison’s name.” Silas continued gleefully, “Harrison truly believed that Warren was
Susan’s distant relative and lend the apartment to him under her cajoling.”
If Harrison knew that he had inadvertently loaned his apartment to Susan’s lover, he might expire on the spot from
anger.
Susan’s pretty gutsy, huh. As if bringing her illegitimate child into the Smith family isn’t bad enough. She’s even
parading Warren right under her husband’s nose.
“Ok. You don’t need to keep an eye on Warren anymore. Once you get Jasmine’s hair, send it for a paternity test.”
“Understood.”
“Let’s head upstairs.” Shane placed his coffee on the table and stood up.
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