After all, Shane might reward him if he had done Natalie a favor.

Natalie held the documents against her chest and declined. “Thank you for offering, Mr. Plumlee, but there’s no need. The warehouse where I store my fabrics is on fire. My employee has already called the fire department. I’m gonna go take a look.” She bowed apologetically before leaving the restaurant and drove off.

Watching as her car left his sight, Niall contemplated for a minute before he eventually decided to report the matter to Shane.

Shane’s brows furrowed when he heard the news. Why would the warehouse be on fire for no reason?

“Silas,” Shane called out, knocking twice on his desk.

Silas pushed open the door and stood at the entrance. “Yes, Mr. Shane?”

“Prepare the car!” Shane ordered as he stood up.

Surprised, Silas asked, “Are you going out, Mr. Shane? But there’s a meeting—”

“It’s not an important meeting. Postpone it for two hours. I’ll be back soon.” He retrieved his coat from the coat rack and took large strides out of his office, heading toward the elevator. His handsome, aloof face was filled with worry.

items. Even the warehouse manager stopped having smoke breaks for the same reason. Therefore, the

 

he

make it within twenty minutes for a typically thirty-minute drive. When she

 

Smith!” The manager hurriedly ran

she watched the fire destroy

again. They said there was a

Natalie cut him off with bloodshot eyes. “What about the

lowered his

“Not a single yard made it out?” She questioned, squeezing her palm tightly. She had to keep composed, or else she didn’t

the fire ignited. We were all eating our food outside and had no

shut her eyes in despair. At that moment, another car came to a stop next to them. Joyce hopped out of it, running up to grab Natalie’s hand without bothering to shut her car

regretfully informed her that they

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