Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Hearing Natalie’s voice, Joyce stood up from her chair and tried to keep her anger under control, smiling. “Nat, you’re back.”

Natalie nodded and walked up to her. “What’s up? Why are you pissed off?”

“What else could it be other than that matter with the damned fabric?” Joyce cupped her forehead.

Natalie picked up the broom in the corner and swept the debris on the floor while she asked, “Regarding our fabric supply issue, didn’t I send you a text earlier, asking you to look for a new supplier?”

Joyce clenched her fists. “They have the supplies all along, but their supervisor refused to deliver them to us! The excuse that their machine broke down is utter bullshit!”

After hearing that, Natalie stopped what she was doing as an icy glint flashed across her eyes.

My assumption was right on the money. They either refused to deliver it to us or gave it to another studio.

they give any specific reason?” Natalie pursed her

shook her head. “No. They said it wasn’t time to deliver yet. Then they added that they’d send it over on the last day of

so obvious that they didn’t want us to produce the clothes,” Natalie sneered as she clutched the handle of the

“I know, right? The problem is we can’t take any action against them because technically, they didn’t violate the contract! Argh! This is so annoying! They even

the

corner. “We’ve been working with them ever since we came back. They were punctual on their delivery every time for the past month, except this time. Not

froze on the spot after hearing that. “But who? Could

someone from another studio. But

by several folds, and we’ve even snatched businesses from other studios in the process. So it’s hardly surprising that they would target us for that reason.” Joyce

a long sigh and pulled a chair over to take a seat. “No matter who it is, we have to be on guard

Joyce

her Shane’s black card. “Go and settle the payment for the fabrics you ordered earlier and get the supplier to deliver them as soon as possible. We don’t want