Natalie was confident that Harrison and Susan would argue over it for days on end, rendering the Smith Residence a hell on earth to live in.

Natalie’s face beamed with delight with the thought in mind.

At the same time, Shane finished his phone call and noticed the woman beaming in delight. He titled a brow and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Natalie told him everything.

Shane chuckled. “Well done.”

His sudden praise made Natalie stick her tongue out in embarrassment.

At the sight of her tongue, Shane’s face glinted, and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat.

If they weren’t at Jasmine’s funeral, he would have grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard.

“Are we going to stay here any longer?” Shane clutched his fist tight and cleared his throat as he changed the topic.

Natalie took a look outside.

 

Even though it was Jasmine’s funeral, the people who were here weren’t exactly here to mourn her. It was as if their main goal was to expand their social circle as she could hear chatters of people talking business everywhere she went.

However, she was not there to mourn Jasmine, nor was she there to expand her social circle. Her intention was just to find out what Harrison had on mind. Now that she knew, she did not see the point of staying there any longer.

 

let’s go,” Natalie shook her head

hand as they

off the white flower pinned to her chest and threw it

Shane did the same.

Shane asked

temples and said,

opened the door to the

smiled and got

door behind her and made way

reached the studio after about an

and stood by the roadside. She bent forward and pecked Shane on the cheek. “Be careful on the

slight smile before he wound

car disappear into a distance before she entered the

studio, Joyce greeted her and said,

left halfway.” The woman put down

Joyce was puzzled as

told Joyce

a vomit after Natalie was done. “Has he no

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