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.

once again. He 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 pace toward the car. Natalie’s question was no

a glimpse of Shane’s car driving away. She smiled from the corner of her lips for a brief second before it disappeared as if it never was

did Mr. Shane leave?” Joyce had just hung up the call when

She briefly glanced at her cell phone and asked, “How did it go? Did

I 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

Jasmine Smith?” Natalie narrowed her

not her either. Jasmine has been busy inquiring about the last few themes for the competition so she could look for blueprints to plagiarize.

her breath. A few seconds later, she fisted her hands and said in

at her urgently. “Nat, did you think

kill me twice.” Natalie bit hard on her lip,

showed up again. Nat, we must catch her. Leaving an evil person like her alone would only

it’s not easy to capture her. She’s hidden

should

priority is to take care of the matters before our eyes. Joyce, you go and