Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Five years later.

At an art gallery on the western suburbs of J City, a fashion show was currently ongoing.

The backstage was abuzz as models and staff scrambled around in preparation for the show. Since this was Natalie’s debut fashion show, she was busy inspecting the outfits of the various models.

“Mina, could you come over and have a look at this accessory?” someone called out as they beckoned for Natalie.

“Sure!” She turned and headed in that person’s direction.

Earlier, that person had called Natalie “Mina” instead of her real name. That was because “Mina” was now her moniker in the fashion designer world.

In the past five years, she had bloomed into a fine fashion designer. On top of that, she even gained quite the following of fans with her designs over the years.

After bustling around for some time, she finally stopped and took a break. As she was taking a moment to unwind, she gazed out at the audience and observed their reactions to her designs.

Suddenly, she spotted a familiar face in the crowd.

Isn’t that Jasmine! What is she

audience, Jasmine appeared to be quite restless. She kept whispering to her assistant, “Well? Have you found out whether she’s coming or

what I’ve found out, this is Mina’s solo debut. Besides, I can also confirm

quite the enigma. All this while, she always kept a low profile and never appeared in any public places. Thus, it was already

back onto the runway for their final strut and lined up in one row, indicating that the fashion show was nearing an end. Yet, the center stage where the designer usually stood remained empty.

crowd gave their final applause, marking the end of the fashion show.

and at that

was one of the most prominent members of the fashion industry. But at the same time, her fame was a hot topic of debate. That was because back then, she had only gotten first place in the Fashion Contest because

doubted the quality of her

Mina was still a small-time fashion designer at that time, so she began her journey of plagiarism. Ever since then, she had been copying Mina’s ideas for the past three years. Slowly but surely, the comments coming from the

with the woman. She had forged up a plan to

and they were not able to

freshen up. Just as she was exiting, she

that familiar face sent a