Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 984

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 984

He pursed his lips and countered with a question of his own. “Do you?”

Natalie lowered her gaze. “Actually, I also have a feeling that the Grahams didn’t do anything to harm your parents. I’m leaning more toward another suspect, which is Jacqueline herself. The most telling reason being what Mrs. Larson overheard, about Mrs. Graham questioning Jacqueline why she killed them. Judging from this, it would seem that Mr. Graham and Mrs. Graham themselves were not involved.”

“Even if they were not directly responsible, they did help with the cover-up, didn’t they?” Shane replied blandly as he rotated the steering wheel.

That’s true. The Grahams were not exactly innocent parties even if they had no part in what Jacqueline did entirely on her own. They were, however, complicit in protecting the culprit. This effectively made them accomplices in their own rights.

They both kept their thoughts to themselves the rest of the journey, but it did not take long before they arrived at the Larsons’.

Shane was first to alight. He then circled round to Natalie’s side to open up the door for her.

Having also been informed of Shane’s visit, the Larsons likewise came out to receive him when they heard the sound of his car’s approach.

An attractive woman in her fifties, Marjorie’s eyes lit up the moment she saw Natalie. “This must be Mrs. Thompson. I’ve heard many things before meeting you for the first time today, but my word, you’re simply too gorgeous.”

That put a blush upon Natalie’s cheeks. “You flatter me, Mrs. Larson.”

“Honest to god, I wasn’t exaggerating at all. You really are an absolute stunner. You, Mr. Shane, are a very lucky man indeed,” said Majorie teasingly.

Shane’s lips, too, lifted into a slight smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Larson.”

“Oh, don’t mention it. Now quickly, let’s head inside.” The vivacious woman then ushered them into the house.

Once inside, Marjorie served up some refreshments before she continued, “I’ve been informed by your assistant that you wanted to see me, Mr. Shane. May I know what is it that you wish to ask?”

“It concerns Jacqueline,” Shane replied.

There was a shift in Marjorie’s expression, and she did not look comfortable. “J-Jacqueline Graham?”