Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

By the time Natalie reached the textile mill, it was already noon.

She got out of her car, took a look at the surroundings, and walked towards the guardhouse. “Hi, I’m the designer from Thompson Group. I’m here to collect the fabric I have reserved earlier. May I see your supervisor?” she asked the guard.

“He is inspecting the mill,” the guard answered. He let her enter after verifying her identity based on her staff ID.

Natalie thanked him and took back her staff ID.

After that, the guard led her to the supervisor.

After knowing why she had come, he told her in embarrassment, “Ms. Smith, I’m sorry to tell you that the fabric you need is out of stock.”

“What?” Natalie frowned and asked, “Out of stock?”

“Yes,” he smiled and nodded.

Natalie was beginning to feel a little pissed. Her red lips pursed as she asked, “Excuse me, if I’m not mistaken, my colleague was here yesterday to collect the fabric. However, he did not manage to do so due to the issue of model numbers. By right, the stock should still be with you. Why are you saying it’s out of stock?”

“We’re really out of stock now. The fabric was taken by another fashion company which is also in need of it,” he explained casually.

him in disbelief.

Smith, I’m sorry I can’t tell you. We’re not supposed to disclose confidential details of our clients,”

let another client take away the fabric reserved

voiced arrogantly all

a pair of red

and said disdainfully, “You may leave now. I need

supervisor nodded obediently before he

then did Isabelle turn to look at Natalie. Standing unusually tall in her high heels, she raised

“I really didn’t expect it’s you. Why did you do that? Do you know what

Isabelle’s mouth twitched and sneered, “I only know that you won’t be able to get your

something instantaneously and questioned coldly, “You gave the fabric away to

Isabelle laughed smugly. “You were lucky previously to have Mr. Shane help you out. Let me see who else can

didn’t steal it, hadn’t I?” Natalie could barely think of what else to

can I believe you? If you didn’t steal my necklace, how did it end up inside

let’s put aside the necklace matter and focus on the current issue. Let me ask you,

you!”