Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 155

Shane smoothed out her wrinkled sleeves. "You go ahead and inform the kids. I'll wait for you in the car."

"Alright." Natalie nodded and went to inform the kids.

Slightly more than an hour later, they arrived at the factory.

Joyce was talking on the phone by the entrance. Natalie got down from the car and waved her hands. "Joyce!"

Hearing her voice, Joyce kept her phone and jogged towards her friend. "You're here, Nat!"

"Yeah, Mr. Shane sent me here." Natalie pointed at the man beside her.

"Nice to meet you." Shane nodded slightly and greeted Joyce.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Shane." Joyce darted her gaze between the two in bewilderment. She then dragged her friend aside and lowered her voice. "Nat, why did Mr. Shane come with you?"

"I'll tell you about that later. Bring me to the machinery first." Natalie was not in the mood to gossip and rushed her friend.

"Right. Please come with me." Joyce resumed her serious look as she brought Natalie and Shane into the factory.

When she saw the dismantled machine parts that were lying all around the factory, Natalie couldn't help but feel rage surging within her. "This is too much!" Her eyes were red with anger as she spoke. "Yes! These are all brand new machinery! We didn't even get to use them, and here they're already lying around like scraps..." Joyce sighed dejectedly.

Natalie closed her eyes as she tried to suppress her rage. "Did you ask the supplier if they can be fixed?"

"No, they can't," Shane answered before Joyce could reply.

"Why?" Natalie turned to him.

Shane walked over to a set of ruined machinery and moved its parts. "Judging from the scratches on these parts, they are all dismantled with proper dismantling equipment. Some of the sides were even sawed through to completely destroy these parts and render them useless."

"That's what the installer told us as well. He said that all these parts can only be sold off as scraps," Joyce answered with a bitter smile.

"Why did this happened..." Natalie pursed her lips in anger.

These were all machinery that was worth a few million. And now they were rendered useless!

"Who did this!" Natalie clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her skin.

Shane pursed his lips in displeasure at the sight.

At that moment, Joyce's phone rang.

"Hello. Yes, I am. Ok, I'll come over now."

"Who's that?" Natalie asked.

Joyce kept her phone in her handbag and answered. "It's the police. They've caught two of the men involved in destroying my machinery and they're asking me to go over now. Do you want to come with me?" "Oh, then I'll better not go then. I'll stay back to settle these machinery parts." Natalie rubbed her temples as she replied.

"Fine. I'll take my leave then." Joyce waved her hands and left in a haste.

Natalie then turned to Shane. "It's late, Mr. Shane. You should go back now."

"I'll wait for you. I can't just leave you here alone." Shane shook his head in rejection.

Natalie couldn't help but feel herself warm up at his kind words. A beautiful smile tugged on her lips as she replied, "You're so kind, Mr. Shane."

Shane's eyes flickered at her words before coughing in embarrassment. "Alright. Just, go ahead and settle those machine parts."

"Ok," Natalie hummed in reply and started busying herself with the machines.

By the time she was done calculating the loss sustained by this incident, it was almost 9 p.m.

Natalie took out her phone to call the moving company to take away the scraps. But she let out a confused hum when she checked the phone signal. Shane heard her and stopped wiping his hands. "Why?"

"There's no signal here." Natalie waved her phone, hoping it would capture some signal miraculously. "What about your phone?"

Shane kept his handkerchief and took out his phone. "No either."

"You too?" Natalie exclaimed in surprise. "How could this be?"

Shane didn't answer her and only lowered his head in thought.

Natalie put down her hand and spoke, "Let me go out to check for phone signals."