Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 156

Shane did not stop her from doing so, hence Natalie walked out to the entrance of the factory.

When she reached the door, though, she noticed that the initially ajar door was now closed. A bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart as she looked at the closed door.

Don't tell me it's bolted from the outside?

The thought made Natalie dashed to the door and grabbed the doorknob. To her horror, the doorknob couldn't be twisted open at all.

They were really locked in for real.

Shane came over when he heard the noise. His face darkened when he realized the situation they were in. "The door can't be opened?"

Natalie nodded. "It's locked from the outside."

"I expected this." Shane was not the least bit surprised by the incident.

Hearing his statement, Natalie let go of the doorknob and turned to him. "You know the door has been locked?"

Shane nodded while tapping on the door. "The phone signal was still on when Joyce was here. Our signal only went off after she left. Obviously, someone doesn't want us to contact anyone outside of this factory. If I'm not wrong, a signal jammer must be installed outside of this room.

"A signal jammer." Natalie frowned at his deduction.

Shane then added while keeping his phone, "Most signal jammers available in the market will only work on one single floor, or one house. It shouldn't be able to block off phone signals on a large area." "Then what should we do now? We can't go out, and we can't contact anyone now." Natalie pulled her hair in frustration.

Shane returned to the room instead. "Well, there's no use panicking now. We should be vigilant of what's going to happen later on."

Natalie felt her heart drop at his words. "Do you mean we're going to be in danger, Mr. Shane?"

"Very likely. Otherwise, why are we locked here?" Shane replied with a heavy tone.

Natalie followed him back with eyes full of regret. "I'm so sorry for dragging you into trouble with me, Mr. Shane."

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm the one who refused to leave, anyway." Shane flattened a used box and sat on it. He then patted the space beside him and asked, "Aren't you tired of standing all this while? Come and have a seat. Whatever danger that's going to come, we'll face it together."

Natalie let out a helpless chuckle before sitting beside him.

She had just taken her seat when Shane uttered, "This must be Susan's doing again."

"What makes you so sure about that?" Natalie asked while hugging her knees.

Shane chuckled at her question. "If I'm the one who got blackmailed and lost three million, I will also feel the same as her. I will think of all means and ways to get my money back. Even if I can't, I'll at least make the person's life hard instead of letting the person get away with it. Since the snatch theft attempt failed last night, she will definitely think of other ways to get back at you."

"But how does she know these machineries are mine?" Natalie clenched her teeth angrily.

It had been Joyce who was handling the buying of these machineries!

"It's not that hard to replace out about it." Shane eyed her incredulously. "She could just check the transaction records of the three million, and she'll know everything."

"This..." Natalie smacked her forehead regretfully. "How could I forget about this."

"Well, there's no use regretting now. I suggest you think of ways to get back at her once we're out." Shane pinched his nose bridge tiredly.

"Oh, that's easy." Natalie chuckled.

"Oh? You have a plan?" Shane raised his brows at her.

"Of course! Just wait and see, Mr. Shane. Once I'm out, Susan will be finished for sure." Natalie's eyes glinted cunningly.

Her confidence brought a slight smile to Shane's face. "Sure, I'll wait for your good news then. But first, give me your hand now."

"Why?" Natalie obeyed despite not knowing what he wanted to do.

Shane's face turned uglier at the sight of her bloody palm from when she clenched her fists.

This woman. Didn't she feel any pain from clenching her fists so hard?

Natalie suddenly felt embarrassed by his stare and tried to retract her hand, only to be held by Shane firmly. "Don't move." Natalie went still at his words.

After checking her hand, Shane let go of her and proceeded to take off his tie. He then tore the tie in half, which made Natalie wince.

"Mr. Shane, that tie of yours is a custom-made product by the renowned designer Mr. Landis. And here you just tore it in half! What a waste indeed!"