Chapter 867


    Catherine felt wronged. “How am I supposed to contact him? Have you forgotten that he was the one


    who contacted us every time? Besides, he kept changing his number. Not to mention Sean isn''t on the


    same boat as us. He has some other ns.”


    “Indeed.” Sam''s head was throbbing dully.


    Consequently, he waved his hand. “That''s enough. Clean up the floor first. I''ll go check the old-timer''s


    room and look for any hints for the will.”


    Naturally, Shane, who had left, wasn''t aware of Sam''s discussion with Catherine.


    Once he arrived at Thompson Group, Ss approached him immediately. “Mr. Shane, we found the


    number, but there isn''t any name registered to it.”


    “It''s an unregistered number?” Shane frowned.


    “Yes. The number was activated about a week ago, but it doesn''t have any name registered to it. It is


    common to use numbers like this to transmit discrete information, then discard it not long after. I tried


    calling it, but the number is now dead.”


    “So we couldn''t find who it belongs to?” Shane pressed his lips into a thin line.


    Ss nodded. “That''s right. I''ve contacted themunicationpany for more information, and they


    only told me that the buyer was a woman.”


    “A woman...” Shane muttered under his breath.


    Could it be one of the women who locked Natalie in the washroom and knocked Sally unconscious?


    Shane asked, “How is the organizers'' investigation progress on Sally''s incident?”


    “I haven''t asked, and they haven''t contacted me. I assumed there isn''t any result yet,” Ss replied.


    Shane nodded. “Remember to follow up with them.”


    “Noted.”


    “All right. You may leave, then.” Shane waved.


    Ss turned and left.


    Shane headed to the balcony. As he stared at the scenery before him, he lit a cigarette and took a puff,


    his heart feeling heavy.


    The next day, thepetition had started.


    Natalie and Sally arrived at the assembly hall.


    All the models and designers were informed to attend a meeting held in the conference room.


    Sally and Natalie were walking together when the former asked, “Nat, what do you think the meeting is


    about?”


    Natalie shook her head, indicating that she had no idea as well.


    Sally looked at the people around and recalled something. She leaned closer to Natalie and whispered,


    “Could it be that they''re already done with the investigation for that incident?”


    Natalie narrowed her eyes. “Maybe. We''ll find out soon enough.”


    “You''re right.” Sally nodded.


    Soon, the conference room was filled.


    The host took center stage with a somber expression. “Has everyone arrived?”


    “We''re still missing Tiffanie and Amy,” someone answered.


    The host nced at the two empty seats and continued, “They aren''ting because they are already


    in prison.”


    Everyone was stunned at his announcement.


    Natalie and Sally exchanged a nce. It seemed they were right about their guess.


    “Why were they sent to jail?” another asked.


    The host answered, “Because they were jealous and did something unforgivable. Amy, who was


    jealous of Natalie''s talent, locked thetter in the washroom, intending for her to miss out on the


    competition. Then, when Sally went to check the security footage, hoping to find the culprit, she was


    knocked unconscious by Tiffanie. Tiffanie even destroyed the security footage. We won''t allow a


    designer and model with such horrible characters to stay on.”


    “So that''s what happened.” The crowd nodded.


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    Sally pped her hands gleefully. “This is great, Nat. Serves them right.”


    Natalie merely frowned as she fell deep in thought.


    “What''s wrong?” Sally asked. Natalie bit her lip. “It''s nothing. But I have the feeling that something isn''t


    quite right here.”


    “Something isn''t quite right?” Sally blinked. “What do you mean?”