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

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

raised her voice. “You’re too much! How can you let another client take away the

order!” a woman voiced arrogantly all of

the voice and saw a familiar figure in a pair of red heels strutting towards

next to the supervisor and said disdainfully, “You may leave now. I need

supervisor nodded obediently before he turned and walked

then did Isabelle turn to look at Natalie. Standing unusually tall in her high heels, she raised her chin deliberately and said scornfully, “It’s me! You

expect it’s you. Why did

only know that you won’t be able to get

“You gave the fabric away to another

to have Mr. Shane help you out. Let me see who else can come to your rescue this round. How dare you steal my precious necklace! I must teach

it,

If you didn’t steal my necklace, how did it end up inside your handbag?” Isabelle pointed at Natalie’s handbag and insisted that

was emotionally exhausted and sighed. “Fine, let’s put aside the necklace matter and focus on the current issue. Let me ask you, how do you know that

have to tell you!” Isabelle was reluctant to tell