Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 883

“No, it’s okay.” Shane wasn’t at all interested in that.

Whatever grudge Sean has with Sam and Catherine won’t change my mind about having all three of them pay the price for my parents’ murder!

“Figure out another method since Sam and Catherine aren’t useful in luring Sean out,” he murmured wearily as he massaged his temples.

Silas nodded in assent. “Understood.”

“Also, speed up the investigation on my parents’ interpersonal relationship,” Shane ordered.

Some families were infuriated that he was investigating them and phoned him last night, demanding to know the reason.

Considering the fact that such an investigation was undoubtedly offensive and would arouse suspicion that he was planning something nefarious, it had to be done swiftly.

“Understood,” Silas answered once more.

After he had left, Natalie munched on the apple and inquired, “Are you investigating their interpersonal relationship to unearth the second culprit?”

Shane grunted in affirmation. “Yeah, but eighteen years have passed, so many of their interpersonal relationships have been severed. Hence, it’s difficult to investigate all of them.”

“In other words, the possibility of finding the second culprit through this method is low,” Natalie commented.

Sighing wearily, Shane replied, “Still, I’ve got to try. Perhaps there will be a clue in Grandpa’s will, but we don’t even know where it is right now.” “Yeah, it’ll be great if we have a clue,” Natalie remarked while flipping her hair.

Pursing his lips, Shane admitted, “There is a clue, but I can’t decipher it.”

“What do you mean?” Natalie gaped at him.

“I found a letter in Grandpa’s room some time ago,” Shane confessed. “It’s written that the will is with my parents, but my parents have been deceased for eighteen years. Thus, this clue about the will feels contradictory.”

“Indeed, it seems so. But who stipulated that it must mean being in the possession of a living person?” Natalie countered with a smirk.

Shane’s expression froze for a moment when he heard that. “You mean, the will may very well be in my parents’ grave?”

“Probably not since no one would desecrate a grave. At most, it may be somewhere beside the grave,” Natalie postulated.

Shane’s hands balled into fists. “Perhaps you’re right.”

Generally, no one would ever consider that the will would be beside the grave. After all, it would never cross one’s mind that someone would actually hide something in such a place.

Nonetheless, Natalie had no sympathy for them since they were merely reaping what they sowed.

In the afternoon, Sally came back with the children.

When she returned, she hurriedly rushed up to Natalie. “Nat, I discovered something!”

“What is it?” Natalie queried as she sipped her milk.

Sally hesitated, throwing a glance at the children.

Instantly comprehending that it wasn’t a matter for young ears, Natalie smilingly said, “Take your sister upstairs to play, Connor.”

“Okay,” Connor assented. Then, he obediently headed toward the stairs while pulling Sharon along.

But when he left, a flash of something glinted in his eyes as he looked back over his shoulder at Natalie and Sally.

In no time, Natalie and Sally were the only ones left in the living room.

Natalie put down her glass of milk. “Well? Spit it out.”