Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

The models showed up on the runway one after another. It was soon Sally’s turn.

It was her debut in an international show, but the woman wasn’t anxious the slightest bit—she was able to carry herself just fine with a smile.

She portrayed Natalie’s masterpiece with a bright grin when she reached the judges. After a short while, she sashayed her way around in the opposite direction.

As she strode in the direction of the backstage with her chest held high, Sally snuck a wink at Natalie. She charmed the audience with her assertive look, impressing the journalists who had never heard of her before the show.

“Ms. Smith, you have such an exceptional model!” Jessie remarked in a sarcastic manner, indicating her jealously once again.

Natalie immediately noticed it was a double innuendo. Thus, she played along with Jessie and replied, “Thanks, Ms. Syke. Your model isn’t half bad as well.”

Jessie’s eyes widened in disbelief when she heard Natalie’s reply. She was surprised Natalie had the audacity to return the favor in a sarcastic manner.

just a

the urge to laugh, Natalie rebuked, “You’re the one who’s supposed to stop belittling yourself, Ms. Syke! I’m sure there’s something special about her! Otherwise, you wouldn’t have brought her along with you

a sheepish grin and wrapped

about her? If you’re referring to her arrogant and childish

model, to show up

perfectly highlight her busty figure due to its

of the masterpiece as she

their brows when they caught a glimpse of Hannah’s odd expression. Meanwhile, the rest of the designers could barely suppress

chuckling in the dark, she flushed and glared at Hannah as she couldn’t take things out

their interaction, Natalie was certain Jessie would get Hannah back for her subpar

to an end, Natalie cleared her throat and remarked with the urge to laugh written all over her face, “Ms. Syke, your model has

a smile in response