Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Upon hearing that, Shane’s thin lips twitched slightly, but he said nothing.

Thus, Silas continued persuading him, suggesting, “So, why don’t try confessing your feelings for Ms. Smith again, Mr. Shane? Who knows, you might succeed this time!”

At this, Shane dipped his eyes, seemingly contemplating the matter.

A long moment later, he lifted his head and looked at the building in front of him, his gaze profound. “We’ll see how it goes tonight. Drive.”

Meanwhile, in the studio, Natalie stood on the balcony in her office, looking down. It was only when she saw the Bentley downstairs drive away did she return to her table with her hands over her burning face and sat down.

In reality, she had gotten used to being with him after all the time they had been spending together in the past few days. Most importantly, he had always appeared whenever she was in trouble and protected her, so she wanted to try dating him.

But I’m just not certain whether he understood that I’m agreeing to date him by kissing him.

“Nat!” Joyce barged in while she was still engrossed in her thoughts.

All at once, Natalie straightened and dropped her hands from her face. Sitting upright, she stared at Joyce. “What’s the matter?”

Joyce squinted in suspicion. “That’s my line. You hastily adjusted your posture when I came in, and your face is even flushed red as though you’d done something wrong. Don’t tell me you’ve been doing something reprehensible just now?”

“Of course not!” Natalie shot daggers at her. “Alright. Why are you looking for me?”

the designers. Take a look and see which

reached out and took them. “Okay,

propped her hands against

her eyes and looked at her. “What

a selection for their cover outfit design. Shall

the blueprints, she asked,

Fashion. It’s a mid-level fashion magazine in the fashion industry,” Joyce answered

bad even if it wasn’t considered good. Generally, it was graced

but the management is too pedantic, so the attires they choose are overly plain each time. It doesn’t match

them about it right away.” Nodding,

the other hand, lowered her head and continued

she’d finished going through all the blueprints, it was already time to get

off her computer. Then, she got to her feet and left the office to

stepped out of the studio, the cell phone in

striding toward the elevator.

a cursory glance. As soon as she saw that it was a phone call from the detective, she answered it without a

the hair samples you want,” the detective declared cheerily through the

jaw dropped open