“A video?” Silas was puzzled by Natalie’s suggestion.
Natalie nodded. “Everybody knows that Shane often comes overseas to keep me company. We have to be prepared in case Sean and the others really do leak the news of Shane’s disappearance to the rest of the world. The only way to prove to them that Shane isn’t missing is to come up with fake evidence. I have a video of Shane playing with the kids. I’ll ask Connor to change the timestamps of the videos as well as what Shane says in the video. That way, we can temporarily postpone telling the world that he’s missing.”
Silas’ eyes lit up. “That’s a good idea. If Mr. Shane’s disappearance gets out, we can publish this video to counterattack that news by saying that he’s actually overseas instead of missing.”
“Exactly,” Natalie hummed out.
Connor patted his chest and uttered, “Leave it to me, Mommy. I’ll edit the video and make sure no one finds out that it’s been edited.”
“All right. Thank you, Connor.” Natalie caressed his cheek.
Connor smiled and shook his head. “It’s all for Daddy.”
Natalie smiled back at him before handing him the phone. “Go on now.”
“All right. I’ll be going now.” With the phone in his hand, Connor rushed toward the computer.
As they were in a more luxurious ward, the lounge had various kinds of electronic devices, including computers and television.
Connor turned on the computer and connected the phone to it. Then, he began working on the video.
In the meantime, Silas, Sally, and Sharon watched from the side.
Natalie, however, could not see the screen, for she was lying on the hospital bed. She could only stare at the ceiling as worry and longing flooded her heart.
Shane, where are you?
Back in the country, in a small-town hospital.
Panic was starting to overtake Lucy’s mind as she stared at the man who had yet to wake.
She called the doctor over and asked why the man was still unconscious.
The doctor lifted the man’s eyelids up and checked. In the end, he said, “This patient’s head has suffered a traumatic hit. No one will be able to tell you when he’ll wake. Maybe he’ll wake in minutes, or maybe he’ll wake in days. Ms. Rivers, if you’re worried, you can send him to a hospital in the city. They have more advanced equipment there, and it’ll be beneficial for him.”
“No!” Lucy refused instantly.
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