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.

stared at him in disbelief. “Which fashion

not supposed to disclose confidential details

client take away the fabric

woman voiced arrogantly

in a pair of red heels strutting towards her.

disdainfully, “You may leave now. I

nodded obediently before he

unusually tall in her high heels, she raised her chin deliberately and said scornfully, “It’s me! You didn’t expect that,

it’s you. Why did you

and sneered, “I only know that you won’t be able to get your task done

and questioned coldly, “You gave the fabric away to another company

Let me see who else can come to your rescue this round. How

it, hadn’t I?”

can I believe you? If you didn’t steal my necklace, how did it end up inside your handbag?” Isabelle pointed at Natalie’s handbag and insisted that her necklace was stolen by

sighed. “Fine, let’s put aside the necklace matter and focus on the current issue. Let me ask you, how do you know that I’ll be here?

to tell you!”