She did not care about what motive Sean had by offering to join them. All that mattered was that he would help find Connor.
Hence, the three of them hurriedly left the second floor and headed to the surveillance room in the restaurant. They wanted to find out who had brought Connor away.
However, before they reached the surveillance room, Natalie’s phone rang.
Although her patience was running out at this juncture, she still picked up the call. “Who is this?”
“Are you Ms. Smith?”
“Yes.” Natalie nodded. “And you are?”
“We’re calling from the Stanford Hospital.”
“The hospital?” Natalie frowned, not understanding why she had received a call from the hospital.
Sean and Shane glanced at her at the same time.
Shane suggested, “Ask what happened.”
Nodding, Natalie asked the question.
The person replied over the phone, “Well, Connor got into an accident at Northbridge road. May I ask if you…”
However, before she could finish speaking, Natalie had already released her grip on the phone. It smashed onto the floor so forcefully that the screen turned dark.
At the same time, Natalie felt a wave of giddiness attack her as she toppled over onto the ground.
When Shane saw that, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly stretched out his arms and caught her in time. While she leaned against his chest, he tapped her back briskly.
Jolted back to her senses, Natalie grabbed his sleeves and pleaded tearfully, “Mr. Shane, bring me to Stanford Hospital right away! Connor got into a car accident. Let’s go now!”
Shane’s expression changed drastically when he heard that. He directly carried her and strode to the carpark.
Picking up the phone, Sean followed them, wanting to find out what was going on.
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