Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Oil?” Joyce was dumbfounded. “Why would there be oil in front of the restroom?”

“I’ve no idea either, but it definitely feels like it,” Natalie replied tentatively.

“Let me have a look.” Joyce helped her over to the side so that her friend would be able to prop herself up against the wall before she let go. The former then returned to the restroom door before bending down to investigate the floor.

She noticed the glisten of some watery substance near the spot where Natalie had slipped and fallen earlier.

“It is as I have suspected.” The fingers on Natalie’s supporting hand tightened against itself.

Having water outside of the restroom floor was nothing out of the ordinary.

The presence of oil, however, suggested something else. More significant to this discovery was that it was there only when she came out. This was proof of foul play, and she had a good idea of who the culprit might be.

“Let me have a whiff of it, Joyce. I want to know what kind of oil it is!” Natalie said in a low voice.

Joyce nodded. She got to her feet before she extended her finger.

her head, a subtle fragrance hovered near her nostrils. “It’s an

was similar to the type she had noticed on Jasmine. So

noted the mounting anger apparent on Natalie’s face as she came over to

teeth. “It was Jasmine. She did it on

stomped her feet. She paused and looked to her friend when something else occurred

to compete in the bidding exercise. When I ran into her in the restroom earlier, she told me that she was not going to let me win. I suppose that greasing the floor and forcing me to withdraw due to

“No way we are going to stomach this,

Natalie said as she tugged at her friend’s sleeve. “The bidding process is still ongoing. If we were to confront her now,

helped calm Joyce as she composed herself. “You may be right. We should return

“Okay.” Natalie nodded.

made their way back in each

watching towards the entrance. When she saw Natalie being helped in, she was

her ploy succeed, but infuriated that Natalie still stuck around

of Shane in his second-floor private room

locked onto her feet briefly before he summoned Silas. “Get the organizer to check