Natalie loved diving, especially when she was in a bad mood.


    If Owen were home, he would always take her diving, catch groupers for her to steam, and grab big blue crabs to stir-fry with spices.


    "Alright, I''ll take you once this summer. When the spider conchs are in season, I''ll take you to collect them. I love eating them."


    Herbert grinned from ear to ear, nearly dancing with joy. "That''s wonderful, Natalie! You have to make time to take me."


    Natalie thought for a moment. "We could go on a weekend. The water isn''t too cold right now."


    "Can we go next week?" Herbert wished they could go today. Winter wasing, and it would be too cold.


    Natalie shook her head. With his swimming skills, there was no way he could dive.


    It would be too dangerous in the open sea.


    Sheughed in exasperation. "Herbert, spend your weekends at a pool and work on your swimming first. I''ll take you diving some other time. Maybe next year. I''ll take you to the ind where I used to live. I know it well, and I know what kind of seafood is in season when."


    Herbert was disappointed, realizing it probably wouldn''t happen this year. He promised, "Natalie, I''ll practice my swimming like crazy. Just wait for me."


    Natalie smiled and told him to go see his cousin, who was recovering well.


    After sorting things out, Natalie left the hospital.


    Her ethereal voice still echoed in his mind.


    He had never met a girl so beautiful and kind. Her every move captivated him.


    He stood there until long after her car had disappeared, only turning back when a cold gust of wind snapped him out of his reverie.


    He had only taken a few steps when his phone vibrated. He looked down and saw that Natalie had transferred money to him.


    n, don''t worry about working for a while. Focus on taking care of your


    grandmother and on your studies.]


    With trembling fingers, he typed back: [Okay! I''ll study hard.]


    Natalie went home, and after a shower, sheyfortably in bed and called Marshall. To her surprise, he picked up.


    "Natalie, I was just about to call you. Did you find Luna? I just got out of the police station."


    Natalie: "We found her. I''m just d you''re okay."


    "Haha... Natalie, you have no idea.


    Joanna insisted I was trying to


    have see


    assault her. You should have seen her face turn green when my grandmother walked in with the video proving my innocence."


    "Mr. Wilson was shaking with rage. The old scoundrel probably never imagined that


    Luna, captured by his own men, would leave behind evidence."


    "I didn''t have my phone on me, or I would''ve recorded it for you," Marshall said, his voice full ofughter.


    Natalie felt he was getting


    "From the way she was with Mr. Wilson, it''s highly likely they''re in this together."


    Mr. Wilson was also very ambitious.


    Natalie was still worried; Marshall was too arrogant.


    Hearing this, Marshall''sughter died.


    It was true.


    Natalie had been the one to find the evidence that saved him these past few times. Joanna''s schemes were endless.


    His tone grew serious. "Natalie, I''ll


    careful. It''ste, you should get


    some fest. We''ll talk tomorrow


    be


    need to take my grandmother home first.