Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Jasmine can’t conceal her history of plagiarism forever. There will be a day when she’s exposed. Even Isabelle will be labeled as an accomplice. When that time comes, what would others think of Alfred? Would they think he deliberately divulged the theme to his granddaughter and asked her to subdue the other contestants?

“I’m alright.” Alfred took in a deep breath. He suppressed the rage in his heart and forcing a smile onto his face, but he failed to hide his sorrow.

“Nat, you told me this to protect my reputation, didn’t you?” Alfred leveled his gaze with Natalie’s.

Natalie hummed in response. “Yes. During the previous round, Jasmine plagiarized my mentor’s work, so I’m going to make her pay no matter what. I’m planning to wait until the finals to expose her, but once it’s revealed, both Isabelle and your reputation will be affected. I don’t wish for that to happen.”

This way, even if she exposed Jasmine and the latter wanted to drag Isabelle down with her, there wouldn’t be any evidence of Isabelle’s involvement. Outsiders wouldn’t believe her and would naturally assume that she had somehow found out about Alfred’s theme and was trying to frame his granddaughter to destroy his reputation after being exposed.

Alfred was a shrewd person, so of course he knew that Natalie had his welfare at heart. He gratefully patted the back of her hand and said, “Thank you, Nat. I’m forever indebted to you. You can come to me anytime if you face difficulties in the future. I will help you the best I can. As for Isabelle, I will deal with her accordingly.”

Having said that, he turned and walked out of the conference room with the help of his cane.

After he left, Natalie did not stay either. Checking the time, she departed from the Design Association immediately after.

went to the infirmary to see if Jasmine was still feigning

infirmary, Jasmine was nowhere to be seen. According to the doctor, she had been taken away

transfer from Alfred on her phone. It was the copyright fee

section of the domestic market, it basically had zero commercial value internationally. Hence, no matter how brilliant the

had given her two million, which was probably as a token of his gratitude to her for telling

lips as she tucked her phone away. “Connor, look after your

Mommy.” Connor nodded

ruffled her children’s hair, then put down her bag and went to her room to grab

carpeted floor in the living

the doorbell

to glance at the direction of the

response, only the

him. Hence, he climbed to his feet and

when Connor tiptoed to peer at the intercom. Upon seeing that the person outside was Shane,