But she was wrong.
“Ms. Natalie.” A Rolls-Royce Phantom soon arrived.
Silas winded down the window and asked. “How come you’re alone? Where’s Mr. Shane?”
Natalia paused for a moment before answering his question, “Mr. Shane ran after a snatch thief.”
“What?” Silas raised his voice.
While she was taking out a phone to call the police, she urged Silas to start driving. “Keep going. Mr. Shane will be in danger if the thief has other members!”
Silas’ expression changed and started driving in their direction.
A few minutes later, they found Shane.
He was fighting with a few men in a dark alley, and one of the men was the person who stole her handbag.
Natalie balled her hands into fists. “I knew it. I knew he’s not alone. Come on, we have to go and help.”
Though Shane was fighting against a group of men alone, he seemed to be doing a good job.
Yet, tackling a large group of men for an extended period could exhaust his energy, and he would be in deep trouble by then.
Natalie immediately got down from the car and was ready to join the fight.
Silas, too, stepped out of the car. He went up and stopped her. “I’ll go. You stay here and wait.”
Silas rubbed his fists and joined Shane in the fight.
With Silas’ help, Shane managed to take down all the men.
Natalie heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing the group of rogues lying on the ground. She smiled and ran toward him. “Are you okay?”
Shane was pleased to know that she actually cared for him. “Yes. Here you go.”
He handed the handbag over to her. “Let me know if anything has gone missing.”
Natalie opened the bag and checked thoroughly. “Everything is still in the bag. Thank God.”
“That’s great.” Shane nodded.
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