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 murmur 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.
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 whereabouts, 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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