Natalie instantly froze as her grip on her cell phone tightened. She stuttered, “H-His investigating t-that?”
With Shane’s capabilities, finding out the truth was a simple task. If that happened, he would find out the twins’ identity.
Sean had anticipated her worry. He adjusted his glasses languidly and reassured her, “Don’t worry. His investigations will not reach you.”
“What do you mean?”
“Someone had wiped out all the security footage from back then.”
“Who?”
“Well, a few people, to be exact. Me, included.”
That was when Natalie remembered to breathe again. “Thank goodness. Thank you, Mr. Sean.”
Although she was unsure of his motives for helping her, he still deserved her gratitude.
“No need for that; I’m doing it for myself anyway. I’m letting you know just in case you get all flustered in front of him.”
Natalie nodded. “Thanks for informing me. I’ll act natural. But, why’d he start investigating this matter out of the blue?”
“What else? Jasmine must have given herself away.” Sean shrugged.
She became more confused. “Why is Jasmine involved in this?”
“Five years ago, if you weren’t with Shane, he would’ve died under the influence of that medicine. When he woke up the next morning, he saw Jasmine by his side and had mistaken her for his savior.”
“Oh… I never knew that.”
So this was that supposed debt Shane owed Jasmine. How ridiculous.
Once again, her sister had taken credit for her action.
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