“What was I even supposed to say to you after all these years?”

“Then what in the world happened at Target yesterday?” I asked.

“I was just about to finally speak to you in the candy aisle,” Natalie revealed.

“Then I suddenly spotted Dad’s personal driver standing near the store entrance.”

“His personal driver?” I repeated in confusion.

“Dad discovered the diamond ring was missing from his room,” Natalie said.

“He easily guessed what I was trying to do.”

“So he sent a man after you to stop you?” I asked, astonished.