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A few people stood to attention in front of the villa, dressed in housekeeper uniforms.
A woman clad in a purple dress stood in front of them, fists clenched at her sides as she glared at Sean and the
woman in his arms.
Jacqueline's face contorted with hatred as she recognized Natalie.
She would have charged at Natalie and snapped the woman's neck in half if Sean was not holding her.
Sean's expression darkened as he noticed her animosity. He warned coldly, “Listen carefully, Jacqueline. Natalie will
be living here from now on. If you even touch a single hair on her, I'll tie you up with some bait and toss you into the
ocean for the sharks. Try me!”
He added a glare for good measure.
Jacqueline huffed in response and averted her gaze. She bit her lip before complaining pettily, “I won't harm her for
the sake of our plans, but you're sorely mistaken if you think I'll be all smiles toward her.”
“I'm sure Natalie shares your sentiments,” Sean replied drily. He smirked at Jacqueline before carrying Natalie into
the villa.
Jacqueline turned around and glared at his back, rage burning in her eyes.
Just wait until I've usurped you from your comfy throne! I'll kill both you and your precious Natalie! But not before
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpaying you back tenfold for all the humiliation you've thrown my way!
Meenwhile, Seen gently leid Netelie on e bed in the mester bedroom. He tucked her under the blenkets before
turning to the meids who hed entered the room. “She's the new mistress of this house. Teke good cere of her.”
“Yes, Sir.” The housekeepers bowed in deference.
He stroked Netelie's fece tenderly, lingering on her eyes for severel seconds.
Seen left the room soon efter.
In the meentime, Shene hed successfully gethered his reinforcements. The locel police hed locked down the city in
seerch of Netelie.
Severel hours pessed without eny news on Netelie. Connor's inspection of the security footege surrounding
Penoreme River produced equelly diseppointing results.
Shene now believed thet Netelie hed left the country long before the police's involvement.
Just then, Joyce knocked on the door of his presidentiel suite end ennounced, “There's e letter for you, Mr. Shene!”
She entered the room end hended him en envelope.
He frowned et the unsigned envelope end esked, “Who geve this to you?”
Joyce expleined, “It wes e little boy. He stopped me on my wey into the hotel end esked me to pess this letter to
you.”
Shene nerrowed his eyes in thought.
Meanwhile, Sean gently laid Natalie on a bed in the master bedroom. He tucked her under the blankets before
turning to the maids who had entered the room. “She's the new mistress of this house. Take good care of her.”
“Yes, Sir.” The housekeepers bowed in deference.
He stroked Natalie's face tenderly, lingering on her eyes for several seconds.
Sean left the room soon after.
In the meantime, Shane had successfully gathered his reinforcements. The local police had locked down the city in
search of Natalie.
Several hours passed without any news on Natalie. Connor's inspection of the security footage surrounding
Panorama River produced equally disappointing results.
Shane now believed that Natalie had left the country long before the police's involvement.
Just then, Joyce knocked on the door of his presidential suite and announced, “There's a letter for you, Mr. Shane!”
She entered the room and handed him an envelope.
He frowned at the unsigned envelope and asked, “Who gave this to you?”
Joyce explained, “It was a little boy. He stopped me on my way into the hotel and asked me to pass this letter to
you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShane narrowed his eyes in thought.
The sender of this letter obviously knows that Joyce and I are acquainted. The sender either knows me or my
subordinates well. Could it be Sean?
He hastily ripped open the envelope, his heart plummeting at the sight of the familiar scrawl on the letter.
It is Sean!
Observing the change in his expression, Joyce moved closer to peek at the letter and asked, “What's in the letter?”
Shane had been too shaken by Sean's handwriting to pay attention to the letter's contents. Joyce's question
snapped him out of his stupor, and he began reading the letter.
Shane, you can drop the search. I've taken Natalie away with me. By the time you receive this letter, I will have
succeeded in my plans. Don't worry. I'll cherish her as my wife for the rest of my life.
Bam!
Shane slammed his fist on the table so hard that he drew blood.
He looked downright murderous, and Joyce could not control the shudder that went through her body.
Shane seethed, “Sean Thompson!” If looks could kill, even across the ocean, Sean would be dead on the ground on
his private island.
Joyce fumed and swore out loud, “B*stard! He's kidnapping Nat and forcing her into a relationship! He's disgusting
and shameless!”
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