Natalie sat ideally on the sofa as she watched her son pacing the room back and forth in his study.
He had been trying to get ahold of his wife's whereabouts. But they just could not trace her. He at that moment regretted for not sending his guard after her today.
If only he did...she would have been safe...and at home with the woman, she saved...his mother.
He still could not believe in his eyes, or his head saying it was his mother. All these years...all these years, they assumed her to be dead.
Natalie had told him how Tinsley must have been abducted by the ones who got her ages ago, from where she had escaped.
And at that moment, she felt bad coming in between the family of her son and wife...being the reason for their separation.
Kian threw his phone out of sheer frustration. It crashes against the wall, breaking into innumerable pieces.
