Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Natalie nodded. “Do you mean Project Rebirth?”

“Yes! The black horse I’m talking about was the chief designer of that fashion show. Those clothes were simply too amazing! Anyone could tell that the person who designed them is every bit as talented as those top-class designers. It’s just a pity that she doesn’t have much fame. I believe the person, who will be chosen to represent our country, is going to be her,” the designer said confidently as he stroked his chin.

Natalie bowed her head and shook with silent laughter.

Initially, she wanted to get some information on this black horse, so she could get an idea about who she was up against.

Seeing her chortle, the designer felt a little displeased. “What are you laughing about?”

Natalie waved her hands in apology and replied, “Nothing, nothing! Thanks for telling me about this. I’ll do my best to be selected as the country’s representative.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her notebook and stood up, hugging it to her chest.

The designer seemed rather dazed at her words. Suddenly, he snapped out of his reverie and pointed at her in shock. “You—you are that…”

“Shh!” Natalie brought a finger to her lips, asking him not to expose her identity. “No one else should know who I am.”

at Natalie as though she was his idol and

in a bit.” Natalie waved cheerfully at him and left the

as she stepped out of the meeting room, she bumped into

a cigarette between his fingers, a cigarette that he was already halfway

Natalie slowed down and stared at him in

known he was a smoker because she often caught a whiff of cigarette smoke on his clothes. However, she had never seen him smoke in front of

her very own eyes. He looked very cool, and the cigarette lent him a rather enigmatic aura that made her want to approach him and learn everything

the ash on his

look of panic flashed across Natalie’s face. She snapped out of her daze and jerked her head up and down slightly as a form of reply. She then walked straight past him and made a

out his cigarette and darted

found herself toppling straight into Shane’s

top of her head bumped against

but Shane let out a grunt. He let go

in shock. Shane’s brows were furrowed in pain. Sweat was beading his brows, and his

examined his face anxiously and