Shortly after Zane Thorne left, James Vaughn arrived. He just couldn't put his mind at ease until he came over to take a look himself.
Of course, he also had a small task to hand the household register to Natalie Vaughn.
But...
When James Vaughn saw the mark on Natalie Vaughn's neck, his expression turned completely sour.
Last night, he gauged that Natalie knew what was up and didn't say much, but now he saw the hickey. Zane was really too reckless; Nina was injured, and he still dared to pull something like that!
"Where's Zane?"
James's tone wasn't very pleasant.
Natalie didn't quite get why James came over acting like he'd swallowed a stick of dynamite. Lazily shuffling in her slippers, she returned to the living room and curled up on the sofa with her script.
"How should I know where he went?"
James noticed Natalie had no unusual posture in her walk, raising his eyebrows in confusion.
Could it have been just a close call without anything happening?
