Chapter 127


    Mrs. Wilson was smiling so wide her eyes were but small slits on her face. “Then do have more!”


    “Okay!” Natalie nodded happily.


    Thus, she stuffed herself till she was close to bursting.


    After lunch was over, Shane went off to his study for a video conference.


    Natalie moved to sit on the couch in the living room, cradling her food baby.


    Mrs. Wilson came over with a ss of lemonade and offered it to Natalie. “Here, Ms. Smith.”


    “Thanks.” Natalie took the ss from her gratefully.


    Mrs. Wilson seated herself beside the younger woman. She scrutinized Natalie closely, though her gaze


    was kind.


    A little ufortable at how the older woman was staring at her, Natalie self-consciously reached up to


    feel her face. “Mrs. Wilson, is there something on my face?”


    “No, there isn’t. I’m just curious about you, that’s all. Ms. Smith, you’re the first guest Sir has ever brought


    back.”


    “The first guest?” Natalie paused in drinking the lemonade. “Haven’t Dr. Baker, Mr. Shane’s fiancée, or


    Ms. Graham ever been here?”


    The housekeeper shook her head. “No. Sir has never let theme here before. That’s why I was so


    surprised to see him bring you backst night, Ms. Smith.”


    “I see.” Natalie twisted the ss in her hands even as a warm feeling curled in her.


    Something caught her attention and she pointed at the photo on the opposite wall. “Mrs. Wilson, are


    they- ?”


    The photo showed a man and a woman, both very young. She could almost see the resemnce Shane


    had with them.


    Are they his parents?


    Mrs. Wilson’s reply proved her guess right. “It’s Sir’s parents. They’ve already passed away.”


    Natalie set down the ss and queried, “How did they die?”


    Mrs. Wilson sighed. “I’m sorry, Ms. Smith. I can’t tell you that. This is a taboo topic for Sir.”


    “Oh, okay. I won’t ask again.” Natalie nodded to show she understood.


    The housekeeper got to her feet and stated, “Well then, I still have some work to do. There’s still dirty


    laundry waiting to be washed. Please stay here and rest as long as you like, Ms. Smith.”


    “Got it,” Natalie replied with a smile.


    After Mrs. Wilson left, Natalie took up the remote control and turned on the TV.


    A whileter, her stomach started digesting the food and she felt a lot less like she was about to explode.


    It was time for her to take her leave.


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    I didn’t go homest night so Sharon and Connor must be out of their minds with worry.


    Spurred by that thought, she stood up. She decided to head upstairs to let Shane know she was leaving.


    However, before she could take a step toward the staircase, Shane appeared at the bottom of it.


    “Mr. Shane, just the man I was looking for.”


    “What is it?” Shane raised a brow at her.


    Pointing at the clock, she exined, “It’s gettingte so I should be going home. I was just about to find


    you to let you know.”


    “Let me send you back.” He headed for the front door without even giving her a chance to respond.


    In the car, Shane’s fingers tapped against the steering wheel before he abruptly said, “Regarding the


    incidentst night, we have no conclusion for what happened just yet.”


    “How can that be?” Natalie clenched her fingers into fists.


    An apologetic look shed past his eyes. “Sean had all the security cameras in the banquet hall turned


    off beforehand. That’s why there’s no evidence to prove whether Jasmine deliberately stepped on your


    dress or not.”


    “Is that so…” she muttered with a frown.


    Her instinct was telling her Jasmine had done it on purpose. Unfortunately, theck of evidence was


    incredibly frustrating.


    “Don’t worry. I still arranged for her to be punished,” he assured her.


    She tilted her head to look at him. “What’s her punishment?”


    A smirk yed on Shane’s lips as he replied, “Seventy-two hours ofmunity service with a live


    broadcast.”


    Natalie’s eyebrows rose upwards at that.


    That would make Jasmine theughingstock of the entire industry!


    She quickly took out her phone and searched for a live broadcast of Jasmine’s punishment.


    It did not take her long to find one.


    Tapping inside, she was just in time to see Jasmine – dressed in a cleaner’s uniform – step on a banana


    peel. The woman slipped and instantly fell t on her face.


    “Pfft!” Natalie was unable to restrain herself as her joyousughter filled the interior of the car.


    Shane eyed her from the corner of his eyes. Seeing herughing so heartily had his heart melting.


    “What’s so funny?”


    “Ms. Jasmine slipped and fell on her face. It was so hrious!” She wiped the tears leaking from her eyes


    before adding, “Thements are super funny and interesting too!”