Samuel Building, President's Office.
Samuel was carefully examining the information that Oliver had just sent over.
The information showed all the staff on the ship he had been on seven years ago.
Natalie's name was impressively included.
Not long ago, Natalie's ambiguous words and Zoe's sarcasm both appeared before his eyes.
"Then it's like I've been feeding dogs for seven years, and you're blind."
"Do you think all you know is true?"
"I think Mr. Samuel's eyes are really blind."
The originally harmless complaints were suddenly amplified one after another at this moment, and a terrible guess that had been suppressed for a while now popped up like a grasshopper, and it hit his brain.
Could it be that the person who saved him seven years ago wasn't Lily but Natalie?
As soon as this thought appeared, he felt a bit of inexplicable excitement.
Who knows if it really is Natalie?
"Oliver."
"Yes." Oliver pushed the door open and entered.
Samuel looked at him with a serious expression and ordered in a low voice: "No matter what method you use, you must investigate clearly what happened seven years ago."
Oliver was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Yes." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait." Samuel stopped him, remembering the assassination of that woman last night, he frowned fiercely: "There was an assassination on that street yesterday, you go and find out."
"Yes."
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Early the next morning, Henry received a phone call from Natalie and rushed over.
"Little sister, what's the matter with calling me here today?" As soon as he entered, he saw that he was not normal; his face still had a calm smile.
She did not answer immediately, but probed: "Last night I met someone who wanted to kill me."
"What?" Henry's expression suddenly changed, he looked Natalie up and down worriedly, then breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was uninjured.
"Third brother, do you know what happened?" Natalie asked him.
Her identity was very well hidden. Such a thing was impossible. The other party must have come because of the Brooks family's identity.
As for the reason she was chosen, she also didn't know.
She wanted to ask her brother, but Nathaniel wouldn't tell the truth from the beginning; it was better to let her stay at home with nothing to do than to go out and take risks. From this, it could be seen that the other party was aggressively charging forward.
Henry's eyes flashed, he smiled faintly, and laughed loudly: "How would I know, you know, I just like to do things the wrong way, I don't care about this."
Knowing that it was useless to interrogate, she didn't force him too much.
"It's okay."
"Oh, by the way, little girl, was there any handsome guy coming to the party that day?"
She was stunned for a moment, frowning slightly, a little confused.
Looking at her appearance, Henry immediately knew: "You don't know how many people have come to propose to you recently. If it weren't for your brother protecting you so well, you would have been bothered to death. They don't know where they came from. Find my phone number and text me from time to time."
Natalie just smiled and said nothing; he didn't care either.
After Henry left, she decided to investigate on her own.
After taking two steps out, she saw a figure leaning against the side of the car.
As if sensing it, Samuel raised his head to look, and his eyes coincidentally met hers.
"Natalie." He walked quickly forward.
Natalie frowned at him, not expecting him to appear here, "What's the matter, Mr. Samuel?"
Natalie heard this indifferent tone. Samuel felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show it, "I wanted to see if you needed any help last night..."
"Last night was just an accident. I've already thanked you. It's too much for you to bother me." Before he could finish his sentence, Natalie interrupted.
It was obvious that he was refusing.
Samuel's face twitched slightly, then his black eyes darkened.
He didn't know how he got here.
Maybe it was because Oliver said that a lot of people had come to her house recently to propose to her, so he suddenly felt a sense of panic.
Before he could understand the reason, his brain had already directed his actions, and when he woke up, he was already here.
Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Natalie looked up, then walked around him.
"Did we meet seven years ago?"
A voice rang out in his chest.
Natalie suddenly stopped.
"Have we met?" Samuel continued to ask.
Seeing her stop, he held his breath, a surge of desire pushing him forward.
Obviously, this had not been confirmed yet, but he suddenly wanted to ask her personally.
Natalie turned around, slightly raised the corner of her lips, and glanced at him with a half smile.
Then, the hope in his expectant eyes shattered, "Something you are not even sure of, how can it be true?"
After saying that, she strode away without looking back.
Asking too late would be useless.
For the past three years, she had hoped he would turn around, look at her, but he had not, not even a word.
Now that she knew the truth, what would happen?
They were divorced, and she, Natalie, would never look back.
Even if she felt that he was different, so what?
When she gave up everything to love him, he did not respond, so now, she did not need him to respond.
Looking at Natalie's appearance, Samuel felt his heart ache a little as if it had been stabbed by something.
As for Lily, she suddenly felt scared when she learned that Samuel had investigated the matter seven years ago.
And the mission that was entrusted to her on the other side could not be carried out because of his refusal. Seeing that the time had come, she could not make any progress.
Just when she was in despair, Samuel suddenly appeared at the villa.
"Samuel." As usual, with a sweet smile on her lips, she approached him intimately.
But it was avoided by the man without a trace.
She raised her hand, Lily's eyes changed slightly, then she smiled again when she heard the man's question.
"The weather is so cold these days. How is your body?"
She obediently nodded, gently replying: "With you taking care of me, even though my body is cold, my heart is still warm."
"Oh." Samuel glanced at her in confusion, "Do you still remember the scene when you saved me?"
The heart that had just been put down suddenly rose again, and a feeling of panic rose in her heart.
Did he know what happened?
No, it couldn't be. At that time, everything was hidden, and he couldn't find out.
Thinking of this, she calmed down a lot, but because of Samuel's attitude, she didn't dare to take it lightly, only smiled slightly: "Samuel, seven years have passed, I don't remember many things anymore."
This was the first time Samuel mentioned the events of seven years ago in front of Lily.
After receiving such an answer, his eyes darkened slightly.