Silas was surprised. “You knew?”
“Natalie told me about it.”
“Oh, I see… They’ve been having an affair long before Jasmine was engaged to you, and that man has helped her commit countless misdeeds over the years,” Silas said.
Shane waved at him. “In that case, I want you to investigate it and hand over whatever evidence you get to the police. We have no reason to keep such a lowlife around.”
Silas nodded and left after finishing his report.
Shane continued working in his study and got up for a cup of coffee in the afternoon.
As he passed by the bedroom while making his way back to the study, he heard Natalie talking on the phone, “What? You want me to tell Mr. Shane to stop?”
Shane stopped in his tracks upon hearing her mention him and stood outside the door as he eavesdropped on her conversation.
Natalie was leaning weakly against the headboard with a frown on her face as she held the phone against her ear. “You listen up, Mr. Smith. I am not going to ask Mr. Shane to spare you, okay? Why should I?”
Harrison got increasingly anxious as he glanced at the finance report. “Nat… I know I’ve wronged you, and you have every reason to hate me, but you’ve got to help me out this time! You wouldn’t want to watch the Smith family go bankrupt, would you?”
“Why wouldn’t I? I have told you this before; I want that to happen more than anything, so you’re barking up the wrong tree coming to me for help. Besides, what makes you think Mr. Shane will just listen to me and spare you like that? Jasmine got herself into this mess and pissed off Mr. Shane as a result, so you have only her to blame for what’s happened to the Smith family!”
“You…” Harrison was trembling with anger.
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