The moment Natalie heard this, her eyes went wide.
It turns out that not only did he help me escape the security in the nick of time, but he also did all this for me!
“Mr. Shane...” Natalie called out Shane's name to say something or other after biting her lip for a moment.
However, Shane squeezed her hand and murmured, “I know. What about Susan Sullivan and that man...”
“Warren Litch,” Natalie hurriedly reminded.
At that, Shane nodded. “Yes, Warren Litch. What about them?”
“Warren Litch has been summoned by the director of the television station. After all, he ordered so many security
personnel to pursue a so-called paparazzi yet didn't manage to catch her but made everyone at the television
station panic instead. Thus, he'll definitely be reprimanded.”
Silas then started the car. As he drove, he continued, “As for Susan Sullivan, she has already left the television
station in a hurry.”
“She must have gone back to Smith Residence to see whether the person who'd eavesdropped on their
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtconversation has told Harrison Smith the secret. If it hasn't gotten to his knowledge, she can still prevent it in
advance,” Natalie mused, her eyes narrowed.
“What secret?” Curiosity was etched on Silas' face.
Hearing that, Shane shot him a look, seemingly chiding him for being such a nosy person.
All at once, Silas gave a cough. Touching his nose, he then focused on his driving without asking anything further.
Natalie then took out her cell phone and rang the detective, Mr. Malone, who was keeping an eye on Jasmine. She
instructed him to figure out a way to get Susan and Jasmine's hair as well as Harrison and Warren's.
Upon hearing that, Shane lifted his eyebrows a fraction. “You're planning to have a DNA test done on them?”
“Yes. I want to have one on each of them,” Natalie admitted as she placed her cell phone down.
It's only by doing so can I be certain whether Jasmine is Susan Sullivan and Warren Litch's daughter!
Shane propped his hand against the car door, and suggested, “At that time, have Jackson do it for you. You can get
the results in two hours at the earliest.”
“Sure. Thank you, Mr. Shane.” Natalie didn't decline but thanked him with a smile.
In turn, Shane lifted his chin a fraction in acknowledgment. “Where are you going next?”
“Back to the studio. I'm rather busy since I've just accepted a project recently.” Natalie patted her handbag.
After getting an answer from her, Shane looked at Silas. “Did you hear that?”
“Yes,” Silas answered immediately.
In no time, they arrived at the studio.
Natalie then picked up the jacket on her lap and returned it to the man.
This time, the man took it and slipped it on right away.
Thereafter, Natalie shouldered her handbag and opened the car door.
She'd just swung a leg out when she seemingly thought of something and stopped short.
After two seconds had passed, she turned around and stared at Shane for a long while. All of a sudden, she leaned
over and pecked him on the cheek.
Shane's pupils instantly constricted.
Silas, on the other hand, gaped at her with his jaw hanging wide open. “Ms. Smith, you...”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBefore he'd finished speaking, Natalie lowered her flaming face and swiftly bolted out of the car.
Then, she slammed the car door shut. Sprinting into the building, she then quickly disappeared from sight.
Meanwhile, Shane touched his face in a daze, right at the spot where she kissed earlier. His Adam's apple bobbed
as his mind whirred.
As Silas' gaze alternated between the direction in which Natalie had left and his CEO, who was in a trance, he
couldn't resist whistling even as he teased, “Congratulations for finally winning the lady over, Mr. Shane!”
“Winning the lady over?” Shane thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was threaded with a hint of puzzlement.
At this, Silas nodded. “Yup. You've been pursuing Ms. Smith recently, but she hasn't agreed to be your girlfriend, no?
But just now, she voluntarily kissed you, so it proves that she has lowered her defenses and is willing to date you!”
At that remark, a flicker of something flashed across his eyes, and he straightened imperceptibly. “Is that so?”
“Of course! Why did she kiss you otherwise?” Silas nudged his glasses.
Despite having never dated anyone, I've read tons of romance s, so I know this much!
However, Shane didn't quite believe him. “Perhaps she was just thanking me for having helped her earlier,” he
murmured placidly as he lowered his eyes.
“That's impossible!” Silas smirked. “Mr. Shane, I'll be frank with you. You've saved Ms. Smith numerous times, but
when has she ever kissed you in return?”