After Joyce left, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of Natalie. Its rear window was then rolled down, revealing Shane’s handsome face.

Shane frowned at Natalie, who was busy moving the boxes. “What are you doing?”

“Mr. Shane.” When Natalie heard the man’s voice, she stood up straight to look at him.

“What are these?”

“Clothes,” answered Natalie as she closed the notebook in her hand.

Shane was puzzled. “Clothes?”

“I’ll talk to you later, Mr. Shane. The show is about to start, so I better hurry up with the preparations. Bye!”

Natalie then had the staff members pick up the rest of the boxes and followed behind them.

Shane squinted curiously as he watched Natalie walk away. “Go check it out and see if anything’s wrong.”

“Okay,” responded Silas in the driver seat.

 

Ten minutes later, Silas did not look good when he walked into Shane’s break room. “Something did happen, Mr. Shane. The outfits for the show have been ruined.”

“What?” Shane’s face fell. “Who did it?”

 

“We don’t know yet. Ms. Natalie’s already called the police, so a few officers came to investigate, but no result as of yet.”

clenched his fists in anger and ordered, “Then get more men to help with the investigation. We have to find the

damaged outfits will not only ruin Natalie, but will also tarnish the reputation

the person who

Silas gave the

and made his

the room, he stopped outside

who opened the door, was surprised

why

watching the models do their

chin. “I’m here to

I’ll go get

head around and yelled, “Nat!

“Coming!” replied Natalie.

she came to the door. “Anything, Mr.

it outside.” Shane gestured

walked to a quiet spot at

the outfits.” Shane

That’s not supposed to happen, and certainly not on

glint flashed across his coal-black eyes,

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