Chapter 911

Chapter 911Even Harrison himself had no idea that he had been poisoned. It was likely that he would still be in the
dark when he breathed his last, thinking that he perished from an illness.
“Hah! It looks like Susan and Warren are eager to go public with their relationship,” Natalie mocked.
Shane massaged his temples. “Do you want to tell Harrison about it?”
“Why should I? I hate him, and I believe that Jared would also make the same choice after learning
about this. Besides, I've never believed that my mother's death was an accident. I'm dead certain that
he and Susan had a hand in her death, but there's no evidence,” Natalie gritted, her expression frosty.
Shane murmured in acknowledgment. “I'll support you no matter what your choice is.”
Warmth enveloped Natalie upon hearing that. “Thank you. I thought you'd regard me as cold-blooded
for not saving him.”
“Not at all. If I were in your shoes, my choice will be the same,” Shane admitted.
Natalie giggled. “That's great, for it shows that we're indeed a match made in heaven!”
“Yeah.” Shane's thin lips curved into a smile as well.
“Oh yes, you didn't tell him, did you?” Natalie suddenly asked.
Shane shook his head in denial. “No, I merely had Silas tell him that he passed out from anger, and he
bought it.”
“Phew! That's good.” Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.
“However, I've already ordered Silas to collect evidence of Susan poisoning him.”“That's only fair. While I'm not saving him, I don't want her to get away with it. So, how much longer
does he have?” Natalie inquired.
“Half a year,” Shane uttered slowly.
Hearing that, a smile bloomed on Natalie's face. “In that case, submit the evidence five months from
now. By then, he'll probably be bedridden. It should be interesting when he learns that he's been
poisoned by the person closest to him.”
At that time, I'll also tell him that she's been cheating on him. Who knows, he might even keel over from
fury. I can't find any evidence that they have murdered Mom, but I can use my own method to avenge
her.
“Mr. Shane!” At that precise moment, Silas pushed open the door to Shane's office with a frantic
expression.
When Natalie heard that, she said, “I'll leave you to it, Shane. We'll talk next time.”
“Okay.” Shane nodded in agreement.
After ending the call, he put down his cell phone and looked up at Silas, who was panting. “What's
wrong?”
“Jacqueline has escaped!” Silas squawked.
At once, Shane's eyes narrowed. “What? She has escaped?”
“Yes.” Silas nodded.
Shane's expression darkened. “Where were the guards guarding the villa? What were they doing?”
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Silas sucked in a breath. “It was Dr. Baker's doing.”
“Jackson?” Shane eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Yes, Dr. Baker went to the villa on the pretext of visiting her and knocked the guards out before taking
her away.” Silas raked a hand through his hair.
He was so shocked upon hearing the news that he almost jumped out of his skin.
Good Lord! Dr. Baker is actually so gutsy that he dared to go against Mr. Shane? Does he really think
that Mr. Shane won't hold him accountable just because he's been good friends with him for years?
Shane's hands clenched into fists, and his expression turned terrifyingly grim. “Where's Jackson now?”
“He's at the hospital. When I learned that he had taken her away, I immediately ordered our men to
track them. In the end, they tracked him back to the hospital, but there's no trace of Jacqueline.” Silas
hung his head.
Subsequently, the corners of Shane's mouth curved into a cold arc. “We're going to the hospital now.”
“Understood.” Silas nodded.
About half an hour later, they arrived at the hospital.
Shane pushed open Jackson's office door and strode in unceremoniously.
Right then, Jackson was sitting at his desk. When he spotted Shane, his gaze flickered. Yet, he wasn't
at all surprised as though having known that he would be here.“You're here, Shane?” Jackson flashed him a smile.