Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Natalie let go of Connor’s hand and told him to go and play in her office. After putting her bag down, she nodded at Joyce and said, “You’re here early today, Joyce.”

“Good morning! How was the meeting yesterday?” Joyce asked anxiously.

Natalie took out her notebook and passed it to her. “Here are the notes I made during the meeting. Take a look at them yourself.”

Hearing this, Joyce took the notebook from her and started reading through the notes. When she finished, she was so excited that she started clapping with joy. “That’s amazing! Nat, we have to enter this competition and win the right to represent our country!”

“Well, I’ll go and sign us up, then.” With that, Joyce turned around and made a beeline for her own office.

Natalie didn’t follow after her. Instead, she started walking around the studio to check out other designers’ works.

At that moment, a plain-looking man in a suit appeared at the door of the studio. He knocked on the door and asked politely, “Excuse me, is Ms. Natalie Smith around?”

Natalie gripped her design notes a little tighter and looked at him warily. “That’s me. May I know who you are?”

The man smiled courteously and introduced himself. “I’m Mr. Alfred Moore’s assistant.”

assistant, you say?” Natalie put down her notes and walked over to him. “May I know

soon. Hence, he has decided to hold a retirement party, where he’ll announce his decision to

from him with both hands and read through

that, she closed the invitation card and said, “Alright, I got it. I’ll be sure to arrive there on

nodded. “I’ll get going first,

out of her office and asked confusedly,

Natalie shut the studio door after him and turned around.

now, and it will be held at the office building of the J City Council. Just make sure to be there,”

grunting in

fell on the invitation card in her hands. “Hey,

at it for yourself.” Natalie handed

at it. Her eyes widened in amazement. “Oh my

towards

is a designer whose talent is on the same level as your mentor. Why would

only sustain them for so long—once they reach a certain age, they’ll be left with no more inspiration. That’s what happened to my mentor. After he realized that he wasn’t going anywhere with fashion design anymore, he switched over to clothing research,”

only nod in confusion when she heard this. “Is that so? The invitation card says that the banquet will be