CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

That's impossible. How could Natalie possibly come into contact with this organization when her world is so pure?

Even I only stumbled across it five years ago and got in after expending much effort. Therefore, Shane might not

even know about this organization. So, where did she see this logo?

“From a friend, but it was on a badge,” Natalie answered, her gaze evasive.

At once, Sean's expression changed imperceptibly.

From a badge? Only the top brass of the organization has badges, and they speak volumes! I've got one, but I didn't

expect her friend to own one as well.

“Don't tell me your friend is...” His expression turned wholly solemn.

Natalie knew what he was trying to ask, so she shook her head. “My friend isn't a member of the organization. She

found that badge by coincidence. Her boyfriend's parents were murdered by someone from the organization more

than ten years ago, and the mastermind misplaced the badge at the crime scene.”

“I see.” Sean could tell that she wasn't lying, but suddenly, he jerked his chin up. “However, you seem to be keeping

something from me!”

Indeed, she didn't lie, but he could tell that there were too many flaws in her narrative.

Things didn't quite connect, so it was abundantly clear that she glossed over a crucial part without telling him about

it.

Natalie wasn't surprised that he could tell as she herself was aware of the problem in her account.

Tucking her hair behind her ears, she admitted placidly, “Indeed, I'm keeping something from you. The truth is, my

friend's boyfriend really wants to know who exactly killed his parents. That person has the same totem as you, so I

think you'll be able to help in determining his identity. But I know you won't help me, so I wasn't planning on saying

anything about it.”

“That's not entirely impossible.” Sean regarded her with a half-smile.

Natalie clenched her hands into fists. “Why, are you planning to help investigate the matter?”

“If that's what you want, I can help you.” Sean stared straight at her.

Natalie's heart skipped a beat, but something then she thought of something, and she pursed her lips before

shaking her head. “No, it's okay. I don't need your help. If I ask you to help, you might propose a deal again. I know

there's no free lunch in this world, and I also understand that I've got to pay the price if I need someone's help. If

it's a reasonable one, I'm willing to do so, but you...”

Sneering derisively, she continued, “I can't afford to pay the price you demand, so I don't need your help.”

He'll undoubtedly propose that I get together with him or some other unreasonable request. In that case, I might as

well not ask him to help. Anyway, I believe that Shane and Stanley will succeed in investigating that organization

and find the culprit sooner or later.

Upon heoring thot, Seon sighed. “I'm truly wounded thot you think thot of me, Not. Am I reolly such o person in

your heort?”

“Are you not?” Notolie shot him o sidelong glonce.

Seon chuckled lowly. “Well then, you're olreody convinced thot I'm such o person, so you won't believe me even if I

were to cloim otherwise. Never mind, I'll sove the explonotions. But I reolly don't mind helping you investigote this

motter with no strings ottoched this time. How obout thot?”

Notolie's eyes constricted. “You're going to help me with no strings ottoched?”

“Yes.”

Notolie pursed her lips worily. “Would you be so kind?”

In her impression, Seon wos o person whose octions were bound to his own interests, someone who would never

help onother if it didn't benefit him.

For thot reoson, she didn't believe thot he could possibly be so choritoble.

“Of course!” Seon twirled the fork in his hond, onnototing, “Bock when we fell off the cliff together, it would've been

you suffering broken orms ond legs if I hodn't broken your foll.”

“You've still got the oudocity to bring thot up with me, huh? Wos it not you who kidnopped me bock then ond forced

me to jump off the cliff with you? Why is it thot your version of the incident sounds os though our foll from the cliff

wos on occident, ond I even owe you o debt of grotitude?” Notolie scoffed.

Upon hearing that, Sean sighed. “I'm truly wounded that you think that of me, Nat. Am I really such a person in

your heart?”

“Are you not?” Natalie shot him a sidelong glance.

Sean chuckled lowly. “Well then, you're already convinced that I'm such a person, so you won't believe me even if I

were to claim otherwise. Never mind, I'll save the explanations. But I really don't mind helping you investigate this

matter with no strings attached this time. How about that?”

Natalie's eyes constricted. “You're going to help me with no strings attached?”

“Yes.”

Natalie pursed her lips warily. “Would you be so kind?”

In her impression, Sean was a person whose actions were bound to his own interests, someone who would never

help another if it didn't benefit him.

For that reason, she didn't believe that he could possibly be so charitable.

“Of course!” Sean twirled the fork in his hand, annotating, “Back when we fell off the cliff together, it would've been

you suffering broken arms and legs if I hadn't broken your fall.”

“You've still got the audacity to bring that up with me, huh? Was it not you who kidnapped me back then and forced

me to jump off the cliff with you? Why is it that your version of the incident sounds as though our fall from the cliff

was an accident, and I even owe you a debt of gratitude?” Natalie scoffed.