Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“It’s an invitation to Mr. Alfred Moore’s banquet next Wednesday. Don’t forget to attend.” Joyce tossed over her shoulder as she headed for the bathroom.

Natalie skimmed through the invitation card, her brain slow to process the information due to all the wine she drank. It took her a moment to remember who Alfred was. He was her benefactor and also a dear friend.

On the day of the banquet.

The banquet was being held at the Moore family’s winery.

After settling her kids for the night, Natalie arrived at the winery on time.

That night, she chose to wear a dress of her own design. It was an inspiration from two different cultures, leading to a dress with a high turtle-neck and a body-hugging design at the top. The bottom was of the usual mermaid fit.

The cool tone of the navy blue dress only accentuated the fairness of her skin. She had pinned her silky, raven locks up into a loose bun, revealing the smooth column of her slender neck. With a smile curving her lips, she practically oozed elegance and charm.

The banquet hall was bustling with noise when she entered it. A substantial crowd was already there as the guests milled around and chatted with each other.

The moment she made her entrance, her appearance instantly drew the attention of the hall’s occupants.

“Who is she? Why haven’t I seen her before?”

Moore’s banquet. Anyone who can attend must be someone

figure and features are even better than some of the celebrities out

demeanor was calm as she gracefully accepted the flute of champagne a waiter handed to her. Heading to a nearby long table, she took a

the Smith family, she had rarely appeared at such formal events. Needless to say, she was a little ill at

the corridor. She needed to get a breath of fresh air. Other than that, she would also use

“Natalie?”

her

hand froze in the midst of reaching for her phone. Turning around, she looked in

person standing on the other

this is! I haven’t even been back here for two weeks, and I’ve run into her

she did not move from her spot, merely watching

of her. For some reason, her voice was low and

the other end of the corridor, she thought she was mistaken. Now, there was no

the banquet,” Natalie replied with a

you even get the invitation?” Jasmine cried

this was not just any normal banquet. They were here in Moore

and “lowly” as Natalie should not be here. In reality, there was no way she could get in if she were really of

yourself with that.” It was then Natalie noticed the expressions playing across Jasmine’s face. Other than visible