After looking at the caller ID, Shane answered the call. “Jacqueline!”
When Natalie heard the name, she instinctively looked at Shane’s phone.
He did not notice Natalie’s reaction, for he was focusing on the phone call.
After a few seconds, he softly moved his lips. “Got it. I’ll be right over.”
Shane turned to Natalie as soon as he put his phone down. “I’ve got to go. If you have anything you don’t understand, we’ll talk about it later at the office.”
Natalie forced a smile on her face. “Okay. See you then.”
“See you.” Shane put his phone back into his pocket and walked to the exit.
He seems to be in a hurry. Did something happen to Jacqueline?
A staff member approached Natalie while she was still deep in thought. “Ms. Natalie, someone’s looking for you in the break room.”
“Who is it?” asked Natalie curiously after snapping out of it.
The staff member shook his head. “I don’t know the woman. She called herself Ms. Smith.”
Could it be Jasmine?
Natalie raised her brows and then thanked the staff member before moving to the break room.
The door to the break room was open. As soon as Natalie stepped in, she saw a palm coming right at her.
Startled, Natalie quickly moved her head and barely dodged the slap, but her face was scratched by Jasmine’s fingernails.
Wounded, Natalie pulled her brows together in pain.
Jasmine glared murderously at her. “Good reflex, b*tch.”
Natalie covered the wounded side of her face and responded coldly, “Well, I wasn’t just going to let you hit me. Besides, we have the same father. If I’m a b*tch, what does that make you?”
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