“So what you’re saying is that the one who kidnapped me is not Harrison, but another person instead?” Natalie tensed up, and a chill went down her spine.
Nodding lightly, Shane said, “Yes, that was what I meant.”
Natalie’s head lowered, and she said to herself, “Could it be her again?”
“Who is it?” Shane asked immediately, his eyes focusing on her intently.
She bit her lower lip and answered, “The woman who injured Connor and Stanley. She also burned down my warehouse and slandered me online through netizens and fake accounts.”
Besides that woman, she could not think of anyone else.
Shane pursed his lips. “Maybe it’s her.”
“Damn it! What grievance does she have against me that she would go to such an extent?” Natalie pounded her bed with frustration.
There was already Alice Brown previously, now there’s another one?
Just why does this happen to me?
As she thought about it, Natalie started to tremble like a leaf with silent fear.
Seeing her like this, Shane went over and enveloped her in his arms. He rested her head against his chest and consoled her. “Don’t get agitated. I will find that person.”
Natalie raised her head to look at him. Her pale lips trembled and parted, about to say something. Before she could do so, there came a loud knock on the ward door.
“Who is it?” Natalie pushed Shane away and got out of his embrace.
Disappointment washed over Shane as Natalie’s warmth left him, and his gaze darkened slightly.
Creak!
The door opened, and a police officer entered the ward. “Are you Ms. Natalie Smith?”
“Yes, that’s me,” said Natalie. She adjusted her emotions and nodded.
“Hi Ms. Natalie, SWAT has referred your case to us for follow-up investigations. That’s why I am here to explain to you about the situation,” said the officer walking over with a notebook.
Shane glanced up at him, “What’s going on now?”
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