Lina gave Natalie a thumbs up. “I salute you, Nat.”
Natalie simply smiled. “I hope he gets what I mean and won’t let me down.”
“If he doesn’t get what you mean and harbors grudges against you for lodging a report to the Design Association of his country, I can only comment that he’s hopeless. There’s no point in sympathizing with him then.”
Natalie nodded. “You’re right.”
Not long after that, they were back in the villa. Natalie went up to the children’s room right away to check on them.
Connor was attending a professor’s online class, and Sharon had dozed off beside him.
Natalie closed the door of their room silently, not wanting to disturb them. Returning to her room, she could barely wait till night fell to contact Shane.
After waiting for two hours in anticipation, it was finally morning back in their country.
Natalie immediately gave Shane a call.
As though he knew that she would call him at this time, Shane answered his phone almost instantly. “Hello?” he sounded tired as usual.
Natalie’s heart wrenched as she knitted her brows. “Darling, you didn’t sleep again last night, did you?”
“I did. But not so well,” Shane replied as he headed toward the balcony. The morning breeze seemed to have refreshed his mind.
Natalie could sense the trace of unmissable frustration amid the weariness in his tone. She couldn’t help but ask, “Darling, did something happen?”
“Yeah, someone ransacked Wells Properties. I bet it was Sean again,” Shane answered, staring at the rising sun.
“Again? Are you saying that he was the one who broke into our villa as well?”
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