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At this, Sharon blinked as though seeking confirmation.
Thus, Connor nodded solemnly.
Meanwhile, Natalie stifled a smile behind her hand.
Sure enough, it takes a kid to handle another kid best!
Sharon finally believed Connor, and her eyes drooped in disappointment.
At long last, Connor dropped his hand from her mouth. “Let's go. I've got a lollipop in the room, and I'll give it to
you.”
“Yay!” Sharon clapped her tiny hands exuberantly.
The two children then went to their rooms hand in hand.
When silence again reigned in the living room, Natalie turned and looked at Shane. “Mr. Shane...”
“You're still calling me Mr. Shane?” Quirking an eyebrow, Shane stared at her with a half-smile playing on his lips.
Choking, Natalie instantly realized that it was indeed rather inappropriate for her to be addressing him as Mr. Shane
since she was now dating him.
That's too distant and doesn't sound as though we're lovers. But how should I address him, then?
Biting her lip, Natalie mulled it over for some time. Then, she inhaled deeply and mustered all her courage to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmurmur out a single word tentatively. “Shane?”
In response, Shane gently murmured an acknowledgment in assent.
Natalie giggled. “So, I'll address you thus henceforth, yeah?”
“Sure.” Shane nodded.
At this, Natalie breathed a sigh of relief. She was just about to say something when the doorbell rang out of the
blue.
Hence, she went over to open the door after pointing at the entrance hall.
As soon as the door was opened, she was greeted by Silas, who was standing outside while grinning from ear to
ear. “Ms. Smith, I'm here to look for Mr. Shane. Mrs. Wilson said that he's here?”
As he spoke, he cast his gaze beyond Natalie.
Natalie then twisted her body sideways and allowed him entry. “Come on in. Shane is in the living room.”
“Sure!” Silas replied. He had just taken a step into the house when he realized that something was off. All at once,
his eyes bugged. “What did you just call Mr. Shane a moment ago, Ms. Smith?”
If my hearing didn't fail me, she called him Shane?
Natalie, on the other hand, had long since expected that others would be surprised at her new address of Shane.
Thus, she merely answered smilingly, “Shane.”
Ha! I knew it!
Swallowing, Silas inquired, “You're now dating Mr. Shane, Ms. Smith?”
In reply, Natalie nodded slightly before handing him a pair of slippers.
After Silas had changed into the slippers, he followed her to the living room in a daze.
“I'll leave you two to talk. I'm going to brew some tea in the kitchen.” After Natalie said that, she pivoted and
headed to the kitchen.
The very moment she left, Silas swiftly trotted over to the sofa and congratulated the man who was sitting on the
sofa. “Congratulations, Mr. Shane! You've finally managed to win Ms. Smith over!”
This congratulatory remark sent a wave of gratification sweeping across Shane. Nevertheless, he still maintained
an impassioned expression outwardly and murmured placidly, “Go and get a month's bonus from the finance
department yourself.”
Silas' eyes lit up at once. “Thank you, Mr. Shane!”
After acknowledging it with a tilt of his chin, he went back to business. “Why did you suddenly come and look for
me?”
“It's about Mr. Thompson's will.” Speaking of this, Silas promptly schooled his expression into a blank mask, and his
demeanor turned solemn. “I found Mr. Thompson's assistant back when he was alive and asked about the will's
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhereabouts, but he has no inkling about it.”
However, Shane wasn't the slightest bit surprised upon hearing this. Rather, he adjusted his position unhurriedly.
“It's not surprising that he has no inkling of its whereabouts, for if he did, Sean would've long since gotten his hands
on it.”
“That's true.” Silas nodded in agreement. “I also asked him a few other questions, but he couldn't answer any of
them. However, he told me to convey a message to you, which he claimed Mr. Thompson left for you before his
death.”
“What is it?” Shane's eyes narrowed.
Taking a breath, Silas slowly murmured, “The assistant urged you not to look for the will if Sean Thompson doesn't
cross the line or harbor any avarice toward Thompson Group and the Thompson family.”
“What does that mean?” Shane's hands clenched into fists. “Is there something in the will that can bring him
down?”
“That's the most likely possibility. Otherwise, there's no reason Mr. Thompson would leave such a message for you.
Besides, it's clear as day that Sean Thompson knows the content of the will, hence doing everything in his power to
get his hands on it so that he can destroy it. By doing so, he would have nothing to fear anymore,” Silas postulated
as he nudged his glasses.
Shane's eyes narrowed into slits, and he coldly snorted. “In that case, I must find the will! I want to see just what
exactly is in there!”
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