Chapter 785


    Natalie worried that, in a fit of anger, Shane would kill Sam.


    Of course, Sam would have had iting, but Natalie didn''t want Shane tomit a crime because he


    would be imprisoned as well.


    That was why it would not be worth it to seek vengeance like that. She wished that Shane would


    remain calm and locate David''s will. If the will contained evidence of what happened all those years


    ago, then they could send Sam right to jail. Plus, Shane could always bribe the inmates in the jail to


    make Sam''s life a living hell if he thinks that jail time is not sufficient to punish Sam for his crimes.


    Truth was, she was okay with anything as long as Shane wouldn''t sacrifice himself in the process.


    Shane saw the worry in Natalie''s eyes and knew what she was thinking. He calmed down and


    promised, “Don''t worry. I have you and the kids to think about, so I won''t do anything stupid.”


    A vengeance that costs one''s life is not vengeance at all. It''s just being stupid.


    True vengeance is making your enemy pay for their crimes and still have the freedom to enjoy the sight


    of your enemy''s suffering.


    Those thoughts were the reason why Shane wouldn''t kill Sam. Still, Shane wanted to go through the


    motion of crushing Sam''s life while seeking vengeance.


    “I''m d to hear that,” said Natalie, who sighed a small breath of relief after hearing what he said.


    Shane hesitated for a few seconds, but he eventually garnered enough courage to step up and pull her


    into his arms.


    At first, he thought that she would push him away like she did in the past few days.


    But he was wrong. Although she didn''t hug him back, she didn''t push him away either, and that was


    good enough for him.


    Shane buried his head in Natalie''s neck and took a few deep breaths before he let her go. “I have to go


    back to the office now. I''ll be backter tonight.”


    Natalie acted like she didn''t hear thatst sentence and waved at him. “Go ahead. I won''t walk you


    out.”


    Shane chuckled before turning around and left.


    That night, Sam''s online attack on Shane got dismissed easily.


    The news Shane retaliated against Sam with, on the other hand, overwhelmed Sam immediately.


    Drugging one''s own nephew was something that anyone would truly despise.


    Hence, theizens changed their stance and went to reprimand Sam instead. They no longer


    regarded Shane as a heartless monster or leave any rudements.


    That was understandable. Sam was the one who threw the first punch, after all, so Shane was simply


    returning the favor. The true heartless monster was Sam all along.


    Shane smiled smugly when he saw the horriblements online. His lips curled into a cruel grin


    before he had Ss take a few men over to the Thompson residence. There, Ss and the others read


    the worstments aloud in front of Sam.


    Sam got so infuriated that he fainted and had to be sent to the hospital.


    The news of Sam getting a stroke was shared across the inte on the following day.


    Natalie grinned and shook her head after reading the articles. She dissed, “Serves him right!”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    “Sally is here to see you, Nat,” reported Joyce, who opened the door to Natalie''s office just as thetter


    put her cell phone away.


    Natalie grinned and replied, “Got it. Please lead her in.”


    Joyce murmured a reply before waving at someone behind her.


    Sally popped her head in and greeted, “Hey, Nat! I knew it. You were the one who called me.”


    “Really?” blurted Natalie as she stood up and circled around her desk to go to Sally.


    Sally took her sunsses off and replied, “Mr. Campbell called me yesterday and asked me to model


    for madam. I am the model who is about to sign a contract with Thompson Group, and Mr. Campbell''s


    boss is Mr. Shane. Both of our bosses are the same, so naturally, the ''madam'' he was referring to had


    to be you.”


    Natalie grinned and nodded, “Yes, I called you over. Come take a seat.”


    Natalie gestured for Sally to sit before turning to Joyce and requesting, “Please serve our guest some


    drinks. in water will do. She''s a model and can''t have anything else.”


    Sally protested in annoyance, “Oh, c''mon, Nat! Why are you copying my manager''s style? That idiot


    won''t let me drink anything else, either.”


    “We''re being responsible and helping you maintain your figure,” refuted Natalie with a smile.


    Sally harrumphed and stopped talking.


    Still, she couldn''t stay annoyed for long. She was excited when she said, “You are so awesome, Nat. I


    can''t believe you''re participating in such a grandpetition. I heard that it is one of the most


    prestigious designpetitions in the world, and many models dreamed of walking down that runway.


    Ah! I can''t believe it. I actually get to do that!”