“I miss Mrs. Wilson’s meatballs!” Sharon rushed to answer.
Connor bypassed his mom and looked expectantly at Shane. “Dad, can we?”
Hearing the word had Shane broke into a smile. “Of course.”
“Dad’s the best!” While exclaiming excitedly, both Connor and Sharon started sprinting their way to his apartment opposite. They knocked enthusiastically on his door.
Seeing their unruly behaviors had Natalie red with embarrassment. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Shane. I’ll fetch them back this instant.”
Just as she was about to shout for them, he gestured his hand to stop her. “There’s no need. I’m sure Mrs. Wilson will be happy to cook for them.”
“But…” Before she could protest any further, Shane had walked ahead.
“C’mon let’s go.”
Hearing the excited voices coming through his apartment doors and looking at her own empty apartment, Natalie relented. She trailed behind him.
Two days later, Jasmine’s lawsuit concerning her plagiarism act resumed.
Natalie had arrived earlier to meet Mr. Horner.
Seeing her safe, he nodded reassuringly. “I heard from Mr. Shane you were kidnapped two days ago. That worried me to death! I’m so glad you’re all right. If anything happens, we would’ve lost a talent in this field.”
Natalie laughed awkwardly. “That’s really an exaggeration.”
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