Shane’s face sank.
He had actually dismissed the notion to seek revenge after listening to her recount how Stanley had helped her through her darkest time.
However, after listening to her defending the psychopath, the man was vexed.
“You’re going to make amends for his mistake? How are you going to do that?” Shane crossed his legs, his tone frigid.
“I don’t know.” Stumped by the question, Natalie lowered her head.
She had not given her words much thought before she blurted it all out.
The boarding announcement rang in the background, and Shane got up from the sofa. “Okay, fine. We’ll talk about this later. I won’t do anything to him, but I have my condition. He has to make sure that he doesn’t step on my tail ever again!”
“No, he won’t. Joyce has arranged for him to undergo therapy overseas. He will not be back anymore.” A hint of delight fleeted across her eyes.
“Okay, I’m boarding now,” Shane said as he headed toward the VIP line.
“Have a safe flight,” Natalie said her goodbyes and put down her phone.
Incidentally, Joyce was back from making her call. “Nat, my uncles abroad had agreed to look for a doctor, you…”
“And Mr. Shane has agreed to let things slide with Stanley,” Natalie said as she took a seat.
Joyce was stunned and then held her hands as she beamed with joy. “Really, Nat? Is this for real?”
“Yep, I just mentioned it him.” Natalie shook her phone in front of Joyce.
Overjoyed, the latter circled her into an embrace. “That’s great! Thank you, Nat. I knew you’d be successful, and look! Mr. Shane really likes you.”
Natalie’s smile froze on her face.
Did he agree to it in a heartbeat because he likes me?
She still found the notion somewhat implausible, laughable even.
“Okay, Joyce.” Natalie pushed her friend away gently and asked, “When are you planning to take him overseas for therapy?”
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