Chapter 50 Witch Doctor


    If Natalie were still alive, no matter what she had be, he would stay by her side.


    Jensen closed the video, his chest tight with suffocating pain.


    He quickly pulled up Sharon’s footage, desperate to catch even the faintest shadow of Natalie in it.


    But no matter how many times he reyed the surveince, there wasn’t a single trace of her.


    How could that be?


    If it wasn’t Natalie, who else could hate Sharon enough to do this?


    Who else would crush her hand in the exact same way?


    Jensen’s mind spun, no answer in sight.


    Hansel noticed his eyes glued to the tablet and finally spoke. “Mr. Luke, I checked. After Ms. Summers came out of the ER, the only visitor was Mrs. Summers. No one else came. The nurses said Ms. Summers was unstable-she drove them out, so no doctors or staff went in afterward. The next time anyone saw her was when she turned up at the Grand Pavilion. But… this video, it looks like it’s been edited.”


    Jensen’s eyes narrowed.


    “Get someone who knowsputers. I want the original restored-no matter what it takes.”


    His heart was pounding wildly now.


    He suddenly grabbed Hansel by the cor, his voice trembling. “Natalie’s remains-was DNA ever tested?”


    “No. Ms. Summers insisted it was her and had the body taken for cremation immediately.”


    Hansel’s answer lit a spark of hope inside him.


    “In that fire… besides Sharon and Natalie, was anyone else inside?”


    “I don’t know.”


    “Find out!”


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    If there had been a third person, then maybe the body hadn’t been Natalie’s.


    Maybe she was still alive.


    But was that possible?


    The fire had been so massive.


    Even from outside, the heat had nearly seared him. Could Natalie really have escaped?


    He was the only one she had in this world.


    Was it because of Sharon?


    Jensen slumped against the wall, crushed by a suffocating weight.


    Natalie, if you’re still alive, pleasee back to me. I swear I’ll never wrong you again. Do whatever you want, I’ll never stop you. The debts I owe, I’ll pay myself.


    His eyes were bloodshot, glistening with unshed tears, but there was no one beside him to hear.


    Hansel watched quietly, shook his head, and left to carry out the task.


    If only he’d realized sooner. Why now, when it’s toote?


    Jensen’s gaze stayed locked on the glowing light above the ER door.


    When it finally flicked off and Sharon was wheeled out, he rushed forward instinctively.


    The doctor’s face was grave. “I’m sorry, Mr. Luke. Ms. Summers’s hand was shattered. Even if it heals, she’ll never carry weight with it again. In cold or stormy weather, the pain will be unbearable. Unless… unless Witch Doctor himself were to operate. Then perhaps her hand might still be saved.”


    “Witch Doctor?”


    Jensen froze.


    That codename was one he knew too well.


    Five years ago, after his car ident, it had been Witch Doctor who’d saved his life. Without him, Sharon’s rib donation would never have been enough.


    Of course.


    And the one who had found Witch Doctor back then… was Natalie.


    If she were still alive, then maybe-maybe both her hand and Sharon’s could be healed.


    Jensen’s pulse surged.


    He had Sharon moved to a room, then immediately called Felix.


    “Finn, where did Natalie find Witch Doctor back then?”


    Felix blinked in surprise at the question.


    “I don’t know. At the time, you were unconscious. Whenever Natalie heard a rumor about Witch Doctor, she chased it down. Most were false leads. She exhausted every channel she had, and when another lead came in, we all thought it was fake too. But Natalie went anyway. And she brought Witch Doctor back. But afterward, her body was weak, her face pale-she’d pushed herself too


    hard.”


    Felix had thought poorly of him.


    In recent days, he’d even tried calling Natalie, though he never knew what to say. He’d avoided her instead.


    Now, hearing Witch Doctor mentioned, he couldn’t help but speak up for her again.


    “Jensen, Natalie-whether it was five years ago or all these years since-she gave everything, for you, for Luke Corp. And then you went and married Sharon. That was beyond cruel. Tell me-what’s be of Natalie now?”


    Jensen’s heart twisted at Felix’s words.