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 contents of the text message,

of her lips for a brief second before

Joyce had just hung up the call

her cell phone and asked, “How did it go?

of my sales performance, but they have never thought

about Jasmine Smith?” Natalie

has been busy inquiring about the last few themes for the competition so she could look

breath. A few seconds

her urgently. “Nat, did you think

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

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

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

should

thought of it yet. As of now, our priority is to take care of the matters before our eyes. Joyce, you go and re-purchase the fabrics. I’ll contact