Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Jessie had opted for bright-colored fabrics — the type of fabric that was the least chosen by designers. No doubt the fabrics were appealing with striking colors, yet the design really mattered. With an outdated design, the outfits made of bright-colored fabrics would turn out to be failures. As a result, the stylish and classy images of models in those outfits would be tarnished as well. Thus, most designers avoided choosing bright-colored fabrics during competitions. To Natalie’s surprise, Jessie did not opt for any other type of fabric other than the bright-colored ones. Huh! She’s highly confident in her design!

“Ms. Smith, thanks for your compliment. I’d better don’t interrupt you anymore. Besides, I have to start sewing my outfit as well.” Jessie nodded slightly at her and walked away.

Natalie shifted her gaze away from her after a while and continued to focus on her tasks.

The woman managed to get her outfit sewn two hours later. She brought along the outfit backstage to get Sally prepared for the runway session. However, there was no sign of the model there.

The model happened to know Natalie, so she was aware that Sally was her model. After all, Sally had basked in the limelight lately. Many from the fashion industry thought highly of her and predicted that she would emerge as one of the most successful models in the near future. Thus, the other models also tended to establish a good relationship with her.

The model shook her head and replied to Natalie at once. “She stepped out after answering a call three hours ago. Since then, she hasn’t come back yet.”

Three hours ago? Natalie twitched her lips. That should match the timing when I was locked in the toilet and gave her a call! So, she didn’t come back after that? Could it be she’s still looking for people to identify the fingerprints on the broom?

cell phone to give Sally a call. The call went through, yet

her cell phone on silent mode, or has she left it somewhere? Gosh, I hope nothing bad happened to

was, Natalie

herself, “It’s ten minutes to four now. The fashion show will start exactly one hour later! I wonder if she will be back in

down by thinking positively. I should wait a little longer. What

hour, the other designers brought their outfits backstage one by one. Models started to get changed and have their makeup done. Even so, Sally was still nowhere to be

was growing restless. She stood up and could barely

to step out to look for Sally, Jessie’s voice sounded from behind. “Ms. Smith, where

in her steps and turned to

around. “If I’m not wrong, you finished sewing your outfit long ago.

her lips and answered impatiently, “Yeah, that’s why