Deceiving Her Ears: Ignoring Your Call-Chapter 163: Stalking
"What are you looking at?"
Lucas Lowell pulled Natalie Kendall over, looking in the direction she was, "Who is it? Who did you see?"
"No one," Natalie Kendall replied, withdrawing her gaze.
She slipped out of Lucas Lowell’s embrace, "If you want to dance, go by yourself. I’ll sit over there and wait for you."
"No, you accompany me." Lucas Lowell insisted.
Natalie Kendall said calmly, "If you really need company, when Assistant Woods arrives, why don’t you have her accompany you?"
"What?!" Lucas Lowell was shocked, "You called her here?"
Natalie Kendall nodded.
Lucas Lowell, frustrated, ran his fingers through his hair and complained irritably, "Who told you, who told you to call her on your own? Why call her here?"
He lost all interest in continuing to have fun and went back to sullenly drinking.
Natalie Kendall sat beside him, with a drink in front of her, untouched, her mind constantly replaying the scene of seeing Jason Grant earlier.
"By the way, when did you send the message?"
"Hmm?"
Natalie Kendall snapped back to reality and looked at Lucas Lowell.
Lucas Lowell coughed lightly, a bit embarrassed as he asked again, "I asked, when did you send the message?"
Almost an hour had passed, and there was still no sign of her.
Lucas Lowell spoke disdainfully, but his eyes were practically staring a hole through the door.
Just then, his eyes suddenly lit up.
A figure in a tracksuit with thick black-framed glasses, looking like an awkward penguin, was moving towards them.
Without realizing it, his lips curled into a smile.
His body, driven by subconscious impulse, was about to get up and greet her, but in the next second, he regained composure, leaned back on the sofa, and coldly watched the clumsy penguin struggling.
"She’s here," Natalie Kendall also noticed Mia, "You guys have a good chat. Maybe Assistant Woods won’t resign after all."
"Tch, she can quit if she wants, who cares." Lucas Lowell retorted stubbornly.
But when he saw Mia getting pushed around, stumbling, and accidentally bumping into some unknown man’s arms, he jumped up suddenly, unable to maintain his composure.
"Damn!" He cursed softly, took a long stride, and rushed over.
Natalie Kendall also stood up but headed in the complete opposite direction.
She asked a server and confirmed the location of Jason Grant’s private room.
When she went over, she happened to catch the server delivering drinks inside.
She stood at the door, and as the server pushed it open, she glanced inside.
In the dim environment, nothing could be seen clearly, but it was definitely a haze of smoke and chaos inside.
Her phone rang.
She answered, and Lucas Lowell asked where she had run off to.
"I have something to do. I’ll leave first. Remember to have a proper talk with Assistant Woods. Don’t throw a tantrum."
"Why would I throw a tantrum, as long as she doesn’t piss me off." Lucas Lowell said, looking down at the person trapped in his arm, whispering a threat, "Stay put! Don’t move! Move again!"
Natalie Kendall hung up with Lucas Lowell and dialed Isaac Vaughn’s number again.
If only he would pick up...
But unfortunately, it was still unreachable.
After thinking for a moment, she called Franklin Finch, but whether he was busy or didn’t want to answer when he saw it was her, his phone was also unreachable.
Putting away her phone, Natalie Kendall glanced at the private room door in front of her and turned to leave.
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In the early hours, Jason Grant finally came out of the bar.
He had drunk quite a bit and was helped into a car.
The car started and drove off.
Not long after it left, a silver-white car followed.
Natalie Kendall gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes fixed on Jason Grant’s car ahead. She told herself, she was just going to take a look.
Having seen an item belonging to Isaac Vaughn, unable to contact him initially, suddenly getting in touch, then losing contact again, these occurrences made her somewhat concerned.
