When Shane heard that, his face instantly clouded over as he tightened his grip on the wine glass.
Noticing his reaction, a sly look crept into Sean’s eyes. “Not at all. You must be joking, Mr. Adler. Well, I’ll take my leave now.”
“Go ahead.” The others waved at him.
After discreetly shooting Shane a provocative glance, he got up and left the room.
The moment he left, the people in the room started to discuss even more eagerly, with some making crude jokes about Natalie and Sean.
Shane could not stand it anymore. A cold aura enveloped him as he slammed the wine glass on the table and left the room.
Outside the room, Natalie heard footsteps behind her. She held onto Sharon’s hand, spun around, and glared at Sean furiously.
Clueless, he asked, “Why are you angry?”
I didn’t offend her, right?
I only tried to sow discord between her and her son half an hour ago. Is she angry because of that?
“Return Connor to me!” yelled Natalie sternly.
Sean frowned. “What? Return who to you?”
“Stop feigning ignorance. Didn’t you bring Connor away? Return him to me!” Natalie clenched her fists in fury.
Only then did Sean finally understand that she was accusing him of taking her son away.
No wonder there’s only the little girl here instead of that annoying brat who looks like Shane.
“I’m sorry, Nat, but you might be looking for the wrong person. I didn’t take your son away.” Sean shrugged.
Stunned, Natalie asked, “It isn’t you?”
“Of course. Why would I take your son away? What can I even do with him?” He found it absolutely amusing.
Natalie’s face turned ashen and her body swayed.
Sean whipped out his hand from his pocket, wanting to steady her. However, he was a step too late.
Shane walked over from the opposite direction and held onto Natalie’s shoulders. “Are you alright?”
When she heard that, she quickly followed his instructions and handed Sharon over to Silas.
“Darling, follow Mr. Silas obediently. I’ll look for Connor with Mr. Shane,” coaxed Natalie as she stroked Sharon’s head.
Clenching her tiny fists, Sharon replied, “Okay, I’ll be good. You must find Connor, Mommy.”
“I will,” promised Natalie as her eyes reddened. She placed her hands down and glanced at Shane. “Let’s go, Mr. Shane.”
“Wait a moment.” Sean adjusted his tie and chimed in, “I’ll follow you.”
“What?” Shane frowned.
Smiling, Sean replied, “Since you suspect that I’ve taken Connor away, I have to prove my innocence.”
“Mr. Shane…” Natalie subconsciously glanced at Shane, wanting to seek his opinion.
After a moment of deliberation, Shane nodded. “Let him come with us. With his help, we’ll find Connor even quicker.”
“Okay.” Natalie did not voice out any opposition after hearing what he said.
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