The rope was untied, and Natalie Vaughn moved her legs. As she stood up, her body tingled from sitting for so long, almost causing her to fall.
Fortunately, Zane Thorne reacted quickly, reached out to embrace her waist, and looked down to examine her closely.
"Where else did you get hurt?"
His voice was as cold as ice.
Natalie Vaughn shook her head.
"Just a bit numb."
The man furrowed his brows, said nothing, and bent down to carry Natalie Vaughn.
At this moment, Damian Quinn, James Vaughn, Felix Langdon, and the others also arrived.
Damian Quinn glanced around the room, stepped forward, and handcuffed Shawn Lowe, while James Vaughn looked up at Natalie Vaughn in Zane Thorne's arms.
The latter shook her head.
"I'm fine."
James Vaughn's fists clenched and unclenched at his side. He stepped forward, wanting to take Natalie Vaughn from Zane Thorne's arms but, remembering their relationship, withdrew his hand.
"You were too careless."
