Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“I got it. I’ll be there right away.” Shane hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Natalie lifted her head. “Did something happen to Ms. Graham?”

He nodded.

“Then you better hurry,” she urged.

She stared back blankly, uncertain what his words meant. She nodded slightly.

Shane pressed his lips into a thin line, seemingly displeased as his aura became increasingly heavy. A short while later, he placed his phone back into his pocket and turned around to leave.

Watching his retreating figure, Natalie squeezed her palms and said, “Mr. Shane, treat Ms. Graham well in the future. Don’t break her heart.”

Shane’s footsteps halted and immediately whirled around, intending to ask her what she meant by that, but she had already walked away by then.

contained the urge to interrogate her and took a gander at his phone. Seeing the contents of the text message, his pupils shrank. He increased his

of Shane’s car driving away. She smiled from the corner of her lips for a

up the call when she coincidentally saw Shane’s car

has something on,” Natalie answered blandly. She briefly glanced at her cell phone and asked, “How did it go? Did you find out

sent told me that the studio is indeed jealous of my sales performance, but they have never thought of doing anything to our fabrics. They have only planned to suppress our clothing’s prices once they’re put up

about Jasmine Smith?” Natalie

about the last few themes for the competition so she could look

her eyes, mumbling the two words under her breath. A few seconds later, she fisted her hands and said in a

looked at her urgently. “Nat,

tried to kill me twice.” Natalie bit hard on her

equally furious. “That’s right. She’s showed up again. Nat, we must catch her. Leaving an evil

not easy to capture her. She’s hidden too well.”

should

care of the matters before our eyes. Joyce, you go and re-purchase the fabrics. I’ll contact the landlord to discuss compensation of the