Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1044

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 1044 "Well..." It was Natalie's turn to go silent.

She's right. This organization has been operating globally for so many years without being stopped by Interpol, which goes to show just how powerful it is. How are ordinary civilians like us going to stand up to the organization and catch the killer?

We might not even be able to catch Sean! Besides, I'm not about to let Shane take such a risk either! Thompson Group may be an international organization, but it's no match against such a powerful force of evil. While the lunatics in that organization might lose in a direct confrontation with Thompson Group, there's no way they'd fight fairly.

With that in mind, Natalie took a deep breath and said, "Be patient, Joyce. We'll replace a way."

"What way could we possibly replace?" Joyce asked with a wry chuckle.

Natalie narrowed her eyes. "I'm sure we'll figure something out. Sean is a part of that organization, so we might be able to work with Stanley and come up with a better plan."

Joyce's eyes lit up upon hearing that. "Work together?"

"That's right. Since our enemies are in that organization, working together is the best way to go about this," Natalie replied with a nod.

Joyce clenched her fists tightly. "Right, of course. So, when do we start our collaboration?"

"We'll have to take our time with this. You know how Shane dislikes Stanley, right? I'll have to resolve the conflict between them before they would even consider working together," Natalie replied. Joyce gave it some thought and agreed with her statement. "How about this? You work things out with Mr. Shane, and I'll do the same with Stanley."

She was determined to change Stanley's mind even if he refused to see her.

"Sure!"

Natalie placed her phone in her handbag after hanging up.

A knock sounded on the lounge door, and Connor quickly ran over to open it.

An editor of the magazine company was standing there with a small box in his hands.

"Who are you looking for, mister?" Connor asked him politely in fluent Astorian.

Whoa, how is a child like him able to speak such fluent Astorian? The editor was a little surprised, but he quickly snapped out of it and asked with a smile, "Is Ms. Smith here?"

Natalie, who was fixing Sharon's braids in the lounge, got up and walked over upon hearing her name. "Yes, that would be me. What is it?"

"Well, I was just done with lunch when a woman approached me. She claimed to be your friend and said she had a present for you. Here, she asked me to bring this to you," the editor said while handing her the box.

The look on Natalie's face changed instantly as she recalled the package she received yesterday.

The deliveryman, too, had said a woman who claimed to be her friend had him deliver a present to her, but it turned out to be a dead cat.

Given how similar the current scenario was to the one from yesterday, the contents of the box were probably nothing pleasant.

"Mommy?" Connor tilted his head in confusion when he saw Natalie staring at the box like it was her mortal enemy.

That snapped Natalie out of her daze, and she said with a forced smile, "I'm fine."

She then turned toward the editor and asked, "Did you get a clear view of how the woman looked like?"

"No. She was all covered up with thick clothing, including her face. However, I did notice that she had black hair and dark pupils. She wasn't very fluent in Astorian either. I think she's a Chanaean like you," the editor replied after giving it some thought.

It matches the deliveryman's description from yesterday! Jacqueline is at it again! I kept the villa secure to keep her packages out, but I couldn't do much to stop her outside of the villa. I can't believe she followed me and sent me another one of those disgusting packages again!

Natalie clenched her fists tightly at the thought of that.