Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

It was Isabelle Moore, Alfred Moore’s granddaughter.

Isabelle was clearly surprised to see Natalie here, too. Her surprise quickly turned to fury. “It’s you?”

Natalie smiled and nodded. “Yes, it’s me. Long time no see. Are you an employee here, Ms. Moore?”

She glanced at Isabelle’s staff ID on her neck and arched a brow.

“That’s right!” Isabelle’s chest puffed up proudly. “You’re not exactly right, though. I’m not just any employee. I’m a designer at the design department.”

Oh. That’s why she came out of this elevator.

“Designer?” Natalie’s eyes widened incredulously. She gave Isabelle the once-over and asked, “Are you a costume designer?”

That’s impossible! Alfred wants his granddaughter to become a designer, but she isn’t talented at all. Her drawings are practically kids’ scribblings. How did she qualify to be a designer?

Isabelle retorted furiously upon

stop guilt from spreading in her heart as she

a few times so she could defeat Natalie in her

wasn’t talented at all. After she begged her grandfather, he asked Shane for a favor and got

Isabelle to learn from the designers here, but she wasn’t talented at all and couldn’t even understand anything. Hence, she spent her days playing games and sleeping. She was also often late

had just

Natalie waved her hands. “Everyone has a choice to choose their jobs. I’m just curious as to why you chose this job, Ms.

flashed a mocking smile in Isabelle’s

knew Natalie was mocking her. Gritting her teeth, she declared, “That’s none of your business! I remembered what you did to me. One day, I shall return everything to you! I’ll make sure to crush you

I assume

chin up and replied smugly, “Yep!

didn’t want to hurt her pride, so she stifled back her laughter and said, “If that’s

that, Natalie stepped past her to

grabbed her arm. “Wait. You didn’t say why