Chapter 892

Nonetheless, they showed no signs of setting her free, let alone letting her off.

Shortly after they reached the organizer’s office, they barged into the office and found out the organizer
was in the middle of a conversation with Shane.

The ones in the office weren’t particularly surprised by the presence of the angry mob as if they had
been anticipating their arrivals.

As Shane had told the organizer the things going on behind the scenes, they knew the reason the
designers had shown up with Jasmine.

“Sir-”

One of the designers tried to explain the reason they had shown up, but the organizer interrupted her
and announced, “I’m well aware of the reason all of you are here. I won’t forgive those who have cheated
and violated the rules. Just give me some time, and I’ll revert to everyone.”

When the designers heard the organizers’ announcement, they felt a sense of relief.

The organizer soon dismissed the designers and told them to get themselves ready for the upcoming
round.

However, Natalie and Jasmine were left behind in the organizer’s office. To be precise, Natalie
volunteered to stay behind while Jasmine wasn’t allowed to leave.

Jasmine stared at Shane and muttered, “Shane…”



Since he was aware of her identity, it wouldn’t be necessary for her to deceive him anymore.



On the other hand, Shane couldn’t care less about Jasmine because the only thing he cared about was
Natalie’s bruised neck.

A gloomy expression loomed over Shane’s face. A few seconds of silence later, he asked, “What
happened?”

Jasmine looked elsewhere with a look of guilt as she was afraid to admit she had inflicted the injury on
Natalie.

However, Shane managed to link the missing pieces of puzzles together as Jasmine responded in an
odd manner the moment she heard Shane’s question.

Therefore, Shane brought himself up and marched in the direction of Jasmine. He asked, “Is it you?”

Jasmine’s heart skipped a beat. She stuttered, “Shane, I-”

She was sent flying by a powerful kick before she had the chance to finish her sentence.

Shane, who had delivered the powerful kick, looked at Jasmine with a scowl as though he couldn’t be
bothered if she was dead or alive.

No one, not even her half-sister, is allowed to lay a finger on Natalie!

“Shane…” Jasmine, who had been injured, stared at Shane in disbelief—she couldn’t believe he didn’t
even hesitate to kick her.

Truth be told, Natalie was equally surprised by Shane’s response. Nevertheless, she felt a sense of
heartwarming sensation deep down as she was conscious Shane wanted to avenge her.

“Are you okay?” Shane dismissed Jasmine and returned to Natalie’s side, caressing his wife’s bruised
neck.



Natalie shook her head and asserted, “I’m fine.”

“How can you consider yourself fine when you can’t even speak properly?” Shane repeated himself in a
callous tone.

“I’ll be fine in no time, okay?”

Sighing, Shane asked while having his eyes glued to Natalie’s stomach, “We need to ensure you’re really
fine! We can’t afford to put our child at stake!”

“Hello? It’s fine! Stop making me repeat myself again!” Natalie repeated herself to assure her husband.

It was then Jasmine recalled Natalie was pregnant. She regretted strangling Natalie and thought she
should’ve thrown a few punches at Natalie’s stomach instead.

The organizer interrupted the duo’s conversation and greeted, “Mr. Shane.”

Shane and Natalie turned around to look at the organizer. On the other hand, Jasmine, who had braced
herself through a powerful kick, couldn’t bring herself up and raised her head instead.

“Mr. Shane, are you going to deal with Jessie over there? If not, we’re going to-”

“I’ll deal with Jessie and have the Design Association deal with Calanda instead.”

The organizer nodded and assured Shane, “Alright, Mr. Shane. You don’t have to worry. We won’t let you
down. It’s about time to have Calanda bear the consequences of her actions.”

Shane retrieved a document and approached Jasmine. He crouched to show her the document he had
with him. “Do you still remember this?”

She gaped at the presence of the document upon a simple glimpse at it. “I-It’s…”



It’s a mental health assessment form! Why does he have a mental health assessment form with him?

“Shane, are you trying to send me to the mental hospital again?” Jasmine started shivering in fear with
angst written all over her face.

The time she spent in the mental hospital came flooding out. That happened to be the darkest period
throughout her entire life.






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