Just when Natalie was deciding whether to return to the bathroom and emerge only after the man left, she heard some heavy footsteps from the stairs. It was immediately followed by a deep masculine voice. “What’s the racket about?”

“Sir, you are awake?” Mrs. Wilson looked at him in shock.

Natalie shared the same expression as her, but the surprise in her eyes soon turned to disapproval.

His fever has not subsided yet. What is he doing here?

“Mommy, Mr. Shane is here,” Connor said to Natalie while pointing at Shane.

Natalie put down his hand. “Mommy knows that. Don’t point at people.”

“Oh, okay.” Connor nodded without saying anything else.

Shane glanced at them and nodded in acknowledgment. While supporting himself with the railing, he walked down the stairs slowly. Then, with Mrs. Wilson’s help, he stood before the middle-aged man.

The moment Shane appeared, the man lost all his arrogance and brashness that he displayed in front of Mrs. Wilson. In fact, his haughtiness was replaced with a sense of fear.

It was obvious that he was afraid of Shane.

 

here.” The middle-aged man

his face void of expression, Shane stared at him. “Uncle Thompson, how

 

Uncle Thompson?

eyebrows when she heard the way Shane addressed him and scrutinized the man curiously. He was short and stout, with a balding head and a huge beer belly. Apart

was hard for her to believe that

see, Shane, I heard that you have a

of

However, since you are not using this plot of land anyway, why don’t you sell

come here?” Shane stared daggers at him as if he were

a light cough. “Not really. I came here on my own accord, and Sean only told me that you have this plot of

Holiday resort?

tilted her head in

the luxury goods business?

offer then?” Shane folded his arms and scowled at him, clearly not interested in the holiday resort that

up three fingers. “What

plot of land for five hundred million

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