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.

the urge to interrogate her and took a gander at his phone. Seeing the contents of

away. She smiled from the corner of her lips for a brief second before it disappeared as if it never was there,

hung up the

something on,” Natalie answered blandly. She briefly glanced at her cell phone and asked, “How

from the studio. The undercover I sent told me that the studio is indeed jealous of my sales performance, but they

Jasmine Smith?” Natalie narrowed

so she could look for blueprints to plagiarize.

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

her urgently. “Nat, did you think

me twice.” Natalie bit hard

right. She’s showed up again. Nat, we must catch

it’s not easy to capture her. She’s

should we

matters before our eyes. Joyce,