Natalie’s expression turned serious at once. “His name is Sean Thompson, and he’s Mr. Shane’s cousin, which makes him the kids’ uncle.
“Whoa! This is quite the revelation! But why did he seek you out?” Joyce blinked her eyes in curiosity.
At the mention of this, Natalie heaved a sigh. “I owe him a favor, so he wants me to ferret out the whereabouts of Grandpa Thomspon’s will from Mr. Shane and get him the will.”
“What?” Banging her hands on the table, Joyce leaped to her feet. “Did you agree?”
“No, but I didn’t refuse either. I’m only considering it.” At this, Natalie lowered her eyes and murmured placidly, “He gave me a very tempting offer in return—a lead about Mr. Shane’s parents’ death. Mr. Shane has been investigating this matter, so I’m thinking of helping him since I owe him too much.”
“No way!” Joyce swung her hand out in the universal stop sign and declared sternly, “Nat, this isn’t the way even if you want to help him. Such a deed will definitely be a betrayal to him.”
“I know, but what should I do? Sean has made it clear that he’s not going to let me off the hook. He’s adamant that I do this for him. What if he gets enraged and makes a move against my kids and the people around me if I refuse? That’s why I said I want to think about it. It’s to buy time.” Natalie propped a hand against her forehead wearily.
Upon hearing this, Joyce racked her brains for a solution. “How about you just tell Mr. Shane about it?”
“Tell him about it?” Natalie was momentarily taken aback.
“Yup.” Joyce nodded resolutely. “By doing so, you won’t be betraying him, and you can also ask him about the whereabouts of the will. When he’d taken a look at the will, you can just make a copy and give it to Sean Thompson. Anyway, he merely said that he wants the will, but he didn’t specify that it can’t be a duplicated copy!”
All at once, a spark of light flared in Natalie’s eyes.
Perhaps this will work. Since the will doesn’t involve the distribution of assets, Shane will probably agree to make a copy of it for me to return the favor I owe.
At this thought, a smile bloomed on her face.
In the afternoon, Shane came to pick her up with the two children.
After getting into the car, Natalie played with the children for a while. Then, she glanced at the man, who was driving. “Mr. Shane, I saw Mr. Sean today.”
“Sean sought you out?” Shane frowned deeply.
Meanwhile, a flicker of suspicion flashed across Connor’s jet-black eyes when he heard Sean’s name.
“That’s what he said. However, I don’t know whether he truly has it. We’ll only know after he gets the will,” Natalie replied truthfully as she shrugged.
At this, Shane’s hands that were resting on the table clenched into fists.
A will… It turns out that Grandpa actually left a will before committing suicide!
“Do you want me to say yes to him, Mr. Shane?” Natalie stared at Shane.
Shane pursed his lips in contemplation before asserting, “Yes, but don’t tell him that I know about this.”
“Okay.” Natalie nodded. Finally, the weight that had been on her chest lifted.
Since he told me to agree to Sean’s request, it means that he’ll give me the green light to make a copy when he has found the will so that I can give it to Sean. At that time, I’ll no longer owe Sean anything.
As this thought occurred to her, she beamed. “Don’t worry, Mr. Shane. I’ll definitely get the lead about your parent’s death from Mr. Sean.”
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