Natalie glanced at her scrawny fingers before letting out a bitter smile. “You’re right. I am pretty unlucky.”
“Be more careful next time.” Jacqueline reclined her hands.
“I know. Thanks for your advice.” While saying that, she forced a smile.
“What advice?” Shane had finished his call and overheard the tail end of their conversation.
“Nothing much. We were just having a light conversation, aren’t we, Ms. Smith?” Jacqueline beamed a smile at Natalie. However, her voice carried an undertone of warning to it.
This had Natalie puzzled. Is this anything to be secretive about?
Not that any of this mattered to her. She had concluded Jacqueline was overall a suspicious person to be wary of. “Ms. Graham’s right. It’s just a light conversation.”
“I see.” Shane had taken her word for it. While replying, he kept his cell phone.
Jacqueline saw this opening and was back at it, tugging on his arms. “Shane, who called?”
“It’s work. I have a meeting tomorrow morning.” He casually retracted his arm away. “By the way, it’s getting pretty late now. Time for us to leave.”
He handed Natalie the car keys. “Wait for me in the car. I’ll come right after I send Jacqueline back to her ward.”
She wanted to reject his offer, but an idea came to her and she needed to test out her theory.
“All right.” While receiving the keys, Natalie intentionally brushed past Shane’s hand. She took a peek at Jacqueline’s reaction to her light flirtation with him.
When she saw how unfazed the latter was, she felt defeated.
Natalie had suspected Jacqueline was G. She assumed that the woman had been jealous of her relationship with Shane and thought her seduction would expose her love rival’s ruse.
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