Chapter 313


    After all, Shane might reward him if he had done Natalie a favor.


    Natalie held the documents against her chest and declined. “Thank you for offering, Mr. Plumlee, but


    there''s no need. The warehouse where I store my fabrics is on fire. My employee has already called


    the fire department. I''m gonna go take a look.” She bowed apologetically before leaving the restaurant


    and drove off.


    Watching as her car left his sight, Niall contemted for a minute before he eventually decided to


    report the matter to Shane.


    Shane''s brows furrowed when he heard the news. Why would the warehouse be on fire for no reason?


    “Ss,” Shane called out, knocking twice on his desk.


    Ss pushed open the door and stood at the entrance. “Yes, Mr. Shane?”


    “Prepare the car!” Shane ordered as he stood up.


    Surprised, Ss asked, “Are you going out, Mr. Shane? But there''s a meeting—”


    “It''s not an important meeting. Postpone it for two hours. I''ll be back soon.” He retrieved his coat from


    the coat rack and tookrge strides out of his office, heading toward the elevator. His handsome, aloof


    face was filled with worry.


    Warehouses that store fabric materials weren''t allowed to have mmable items. Even the warehouse


    manager stopped having smoke breaks for the same reason. Therefore, the source of the fire certainly


    wasn''t as simple as it seemed.


    Shane frowned as he drove toward the outskirts.


    At the same time, Natalie was heading to the same destination. She had managed to make it within


    twenty minutes for a typically thirty-minute drive. When she alighted, her blood turned cold. All she


    could see was the warehouse being devoured by mes.


    “Ms. Smith!” The manager hurriedly ran toward her.


    Natalie merely nodded, her face pale as she watched the fire destroy a part of her. “Are the firefighters


    not here yet?”


    “Not yet. I''ve called again. They said there was a traffic jam on the way. That''s why—”


    “Enough!” Natalie cut him off with bloodshot eyes. “What about the fabrics? Were any of them saved?”


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    The manager lowered his head in shame.


    Natalie''s body swayed, feeling like her world was spinning. She held onto her car door, forcing herself


    to keep steady. “Not a single yard made it out?” She questioned, squeezing her palm tightly. She had to


    keepposed, or else she didn''t know what else she could do.


    The manager shook his head regretfully. “It was lunch break when the fire ignited. We were all eating


    our food outside and had no clue what happened. When we returned, the fire had spread. There was


    no way we could enter, much less save the fabrics.”


    Natalie shut her eyes in despair. At that moment, another car came to a stop next to them. Joyce


    hopped out of it, running up to grab Natalie''s hand without bothering to shut her car door. She asked


    about the fabrics immediately.


    Natalie regretfully informed her that they were all gone.


    Joyce clenched her hands into fists in disbelief. “Gone? All of it?”


    “Yes.” Natalie nodded.


    “Those fabrics were worth at least a hundred and fifty thousand!” Joyce raised her voice in agitation.


    She dashed toward the warehouse before anyone could stop her, in desperate need to witness the


    truth for herself.


    Seeing that, Natalie jumped in shock and shouted, “Joyce! What are you doing? Come back!”


    Joyce acted as if she couldn''t hear. She stood outside the warehouse, her mental state about to fall


    apart as she watched the ce burn.


    She had visited at least a dozen textile mills to acquire all the fabrics. Some of them were even


    exclusive ones where production was limited. She had to drink to the point where she had stomach


    cramps before the higher-ups were willing to sell them to her. Yet, the fire gobbled them all up as if they


    were nothing. Her efforts had been reduced to a pile of ashes. How could she ept the fact?


    When Natalie saw that Joyce wasn''t responding, she ran after her and tried to pull her back.


    Although the warehouse was built with bricks, some parts of it—especially the roof structure—were


    built with wood to ensure the fabrics would not decay in humidity. With such a big fire going, the roof


    could copse at any moment. It was too dangerous.