Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

The fact was, he went to the hospital all the time, and he spent quite a while each time he was there. It was unknown to Natalie whether he was there to see Jacqueline.

At the thought of this, Natalie’s hands which she had laid on the balcony clamped tightly together.

“Nat,” just then, Joyce called out to her from behind.

Natalie drew in a deep breath, recollected herself, and turned around, smiling. “What’s the matter?”

“What good news?” The elevated expression on her face piqued Natalie’s curiosity, and she walked toward the office.

Joyce handed the file to her. “It’s the government grant, of course. We got a slot!”

“What?” Natalie was astonished, and she quickly took over the file to skim the documents, just to find that it was exactly as what Joyce told her. Excited yet puzzled, she asked, “Hasn’t the slot already been filled by Daystar Apparel? How is it that we also got one? Joyce, are you sure you’re not scammed?”

Joyce rolled her eyes at that. “What nonsense are you babbling? Look, it’s the stamp of the government department. How’s it possible that I’m scammed?”

did this slot emerge?” Natalie pointed at

one slot initially, but because of the two fashion shows that you were involved in after returning to the

slightly furrowed. “Where does

I forgot to tell you.” Joyce looked as if she had just recalled something and patted on her own forehead. “There’s another fashion show with the name Radiance where the collection you designed for Mr. Miller was

showcased?” Natalie

contacted me to invite you for the curtain call, but I helped you turn it down because of what happened with Yulia. Anyway, that show is very successful. You can check out the videos on the internet if you

Let’s carry on with the slot.” Natalie pulled up a chair

fact, we should thank Mr. Miller for this additional slot.” Joyce followed suit and sat down

blinked. “What do you

officials to Radiance, and he particularly recommended us to them, which

“In that case, we owe Mr. Miller

her palm and lamented, “If it continues this way, I don’t know how

Natalie pondered for a while. “How about this? You contact Mr. Plumlee and let him know that we’re inviting Mr. Miller to dinner. Then, we can discuss the design, and I’ll come up with another collection of clothing for him

it right away.” Joyce stood up and walked