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Natalie couldn't let anyone know anything about Joyce's attempted suicide because rumors would definitely run
wild. There would be all sorts of assumptions.
Lily was surprised to learn that Natalie was leaving after having just gotten back.
Still, the former didn't ask too many questions. She simply nodded and replied, “Understood, Ms. Smith.”
Natalie murmured a reply while strapping her bag on and leaving.
Inside the elevator, Natalie closed her eyes and massaged her temple. She seemed emotionally burdened at that
moment.
She would never have imagined that things would turn out that way. Yesterday, she made her way back from J City,
and today, she learned that Joyce tried to commit suicide.
So the thing that Joyce said she is going to do... It's suicide. That's why she refused to clue me in and why she
claimed I will surely stop her if I learn of it. D*mn it, of course, I'd stop her. How can I not? We're talking about
suicide here!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNatalie didn't know why Joyce tried to kill herself, but she knew that it must have something to do with Stanley.
After all, Detective Flores mentioned how Joyce was off after she paid a visit to Stanley at Stanford Hospital. That
was also when Joyce seemed to have decided to do something drastic.
That something turned out to be suicide. All those clues point to a single fact. Stanley played a role in Joyce's
attempted suicide.
D*mn it, I must learn what Stanley told Joyce and why she tried to kill herself.
As that thought ran past Natalie's mind, her eyes burned with a hint of anger toward Stanley. She picked up her
phone and called Stanley as soon as she stepped out of that elevator.
Unfortunately, Stanley's phone was still off at the time.
It infuriated Natalie even more. She didn't know where he was at that moment or what he was doing. He doesn't
need to keep his phone off all the time, even if he is looking for the culprit.
It didn't matter how angry Natalie was, though. She still couldn't get in touch with Stanley.
After massaging her temple in frustration, Natalie opened the door to her car and called Shane.
He was at a meeting at the time. When he heard his phone ringing, he gestured for everyone to pause, then picked
up the call. “What's wrong?”
“Darling, I have to go to Baycoast right now,” informed Natalie as she fired up the car engine. She looked ever so
determined at the time.
Shane narrowed his eyes. “Wait, what? Baycoast? Didn't you just get back yesterday?”
“Yes, but I have to head over again right now. Joyce cut her own wrist,” replied Natalie. When she said that aloud,
her eyes reddened, and her voice became thick with tears.
Joyce was her BFF, so she couldn't possibly ignore the news about how the latter being hurt.
“What did you just say? Joyce tried to kill herself?” said Shane upon hearing that. He was surprised as well, and his
expression took a sharp turn.
Everyone else in the conference room was looking at each other and was confused.
“Mr. Thompson said Joyce, right? Who is she?”
“I don't know.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I think I have an idea. That's Mrs. Thompson's friend. I heard Mr. Campbell mentioning her before.”
“Wait, so Mrs. Thompson's friend committed suicide? My gosh, that is terrible news.”
Natalie was on the other end of the line, so she didn't know what Shane's subordinates were talking about. She kept
her eyes on the road and nodded. “Yeah, Joyce cut her own wrist in the bathroom this morning after her parents
left the house. Fortunately, her parents went home in time. If that hadn't been the case, Joyce might already be
gone. That is why I must go to her, Shane.”
“Let's head over together. I'll get a private jet. It'll be much faster that way,” suggested Shane as he got up.
“You're heading over, too?” asked Natalie in a surprised tone.
“She is Connor and Sharon's godmother, and she helped me babysit the kids when Sean kidnapped you some time
ago. No matter how you put it, it is only socially right that I visit her to show some support. The kids should go to her
too,” replied Shane.
Natalie was touched. She nodded and replied, “You're right. I'll go pick the kids up now and rush to the airport now.”
“Okay, I'll be waiting on the private jet,” replied Shane before he put his phone away.
The family had two private jets. One was huge, while the other was medium-sized. Additionally, they had quite a
few helicopters.
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