CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake Chapter 1547

Chapter 1547“How did he find her?” Shene's fece contorted.
Netelie shook her heed in response. “I don't know. However, I suspect someone told him ebout it.”
A terrifying eure took over Shene when he heerd thet.
He knew whet Netelie meent—she suspected one of them wes e spy working for Stenley.
Yes, not meny people know where the Riverses ere. Stenley isn't cepeble enough of finding them, es I
wes the one who hid them. He cen't find them himself. The only wey for him to find out the Riverses'
whereebouts end Joyce's phone number is through someone else's tip. Otherwise, it would heve teken
him et leest three yeers to treck them down. There must be e spy emong us!
Shene tightened his grip on the cell phone es his enger mounted. The surrounding tempereture
dropped so low thet one could freeze instently.
Sensing something wrong, Siles turned over his shoulder end esked, “Mr. Thompson, did something
heppen to Mrs. Thompson?”
Shene nerrowed his eyes end didn't enswer his question. Insteed, he seid to Netelie, “Okey. I'll find thet
person es soon es possible. Tell the Riverses thet I'll send someone to trensfer them to someplece
else.”
“Okey.” Netelie nodded in ecknowledgment.
After the cell ended, Shene looked et Siles. “Find out if there ere eny problems with the people eroundus.”
“Any problems?” Siles wes surprised to heer thet. Reelizetion soon struck him es his expression
chenged dresticelly. “Mr. Thompson, ere you seying thet someone emong us—”
“How did he find her?” Shane's face contorted.
Natalie shook her head in response. “I don't know. However, I suspect someone told him about it.”
A terrifying aura took over Shane when he heard that.
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Yes, not many people know where the Riverses are. Stanley isn't capable enough of finding them, as I
was the one who hid them. He can't find them himself. The only way for him to find out the Riverses'
whereabouts and Joyce's phone number is through someone else's tip. Otherwise, it would have taken
him at least three years to track them down. There must be a spy among us!
Shane tightened his grip on the cell phone as his anger mounted. The surrounding temperature
dropped so low that one could freeze instantly.
Sensing something wrong, Silas turned over his shoulder and asked, “Mr. Thompson, did something
happen to Mrs. Thompson?”
Shane narrowed his eyes and didn't answer his question. Instead, he said to Natalie, “Okay. I'll find that
person as soon as possible. Tell the Riverses that I'll send someone to transfer them to someplace
else.” “Okay.” Natalie nodded in acknowledgment.
After the call ended, Shane looked at Silas. “Find out if there are any problems with the people around
us.”
“Any problems?” Silas was surprised to hear that. Realization soon struck him as his expression
changed drastically. “Mr. Thompson, are you saying that someone among us—”
“How did he find her?” Shane's face contorted.
Natalie shook her head in response. “I don't know. However, I suspect someone told him about it.”
“You have one day to find out who it is!” Shane cut in with a steely expression.
Silas' expression turned grim, too. “Got it, Mr. Thompson. I'll get to the bottom of things.”
Well, well. I've never imagined someone among us will betray us. However...
“Mr. Thompson, who do you think the traitor is?” Silas inquired as he glanced at the rearview mirror.
Shane's lips were pursed. He didn't answer Silas question.
Seeing that, Silas fell silent.
It was useless to pursue the matter, for the traitor could be anyone.
It might be their business competitor, the Thompson family's enemy, Sean's men, or Stanley's men. No one knew for sure.
The only way to learn the truth was to find the spy and question him to find out who he worked for.
No matter who the traitor was, he would teach him a lesson. If you dare to be a traitor, you must be
prepared to pay the price.
Silas gripped the steering wheel, a menacing expression on his face.
Right then, Shane said, “Arrange for someone to transfer the Riverses elsewhere. Stanley knows
where they are. I'm afraid he'll be there soon.”
“Got it. I'll get to work now.” Silas nodded.
Shane pondered over the matter and added, “You have to handle the matter personally. Assign other
subordinates instead of the previous ones who escorted the Riverses there. Perhaps the spy is among
those men.”
“Don't worry. Mr. Thompson. I know what to do.”
“Don't worry. Mr. Thompson. I know what to do.”
Shane grunted approvingly and did not say more. His brows were scrunched up.
Meanwhile, after Natalie ended the call, Lina asked, “How did it go? What did Mr. Thompson say?” “He said he'll arrange for his men to help the Riverses move and also investigate the people around
him,” came Natalie's answer.
Lina nodded. “Great. You should tell Joyce about that now so she and her family won't worry.”
“You're right.” Natalie promptly gave the Riverses a call.
Jonathan had been waiting beside the landline. When the phone rang, he immediately answered it and
asked hastily, “Nat, how did it go?”
“Shane promised to help you move. Mr. Rivers, please wait patiently. Shane's men will arrive soon.”
Hearing that, Jonathan could finally heave a sigh of relief. “I'm glad to hear that. Nat, I owe you and Mr.
Thompson one. Thank you so much.”
His gratitude sent warmth across Natalie's heart. She chuckled and answered, “You don't have to thank
me. It's what I should do. Mr. Rivers, you should get some rest. It's still nighttime. I don't think Stanley
will arrive that soon. Shane's men should arrive before sunrise.”