CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

They continued chatting late into the night and only hung up when Natalie began yawning sleepily.

The next day, Natalie and Sally became quite the center of attention when they showed up at the clubhouse with

the kids and a group of bodyguards.

Sally walked with her head held high and enjoyed the looks of shock and envy from the crowd.

Amused by her behavior, Natalie decided to not stop her and just let her be.

She then brought her kids into the lounge and told them, “Connor, Sharon, I want you two to stay here. Don't go

anywhere else, okay? I'll come find you once the competition is over.”

“Okay!” Both of them nodded in unison.

“Very good!” Natalie gave them each a kiss on the forehead. She then turned toward Connor and said, “Connor, I

want you to either give me a call or ask the bodyguards for help if anything happens. Do not try to handle it by

yourself. You know how crazy things have been lately. Mommy will be really sad if anything bad were to happen to

you two.”

Connor placed his hand on her cheek and said seriously, “I will, Mommy. Don't worry, I won't do anything rash. I

know what I need to do.”

The previous incident with Sharon had taught him that his smarts would only get him so far when going against an

adult as a child.

He knew that Jacqueline and Sean were secretly watching them, so he wasn't about to try anything crazy or go

wandering around with Sharon.

“All right, I'll get going now,” Natalie said as she stood up.

“Bye, Mommy!” The kids waved at her.

Natalie nodded at them with a smile before turning around and walking out of the lounge.

She then closed the door behind her and instructed two of the bodyguards outside with a stern expression, “I'm

leaving my kids under your care, so I'll hold you two responsible if anything happens to them.”

The bodyguards straightened their posture as they replied, “Don't worry, Madam! We'll keep the children safe!”

“All right. Mr. Shane and I will reward you nicely if you do your jobs well!” Natalie said with a satisfied smile.

Threats alone aren't enough to ensure loyalty in people. You need to also tempt them with some monetary

rewards. It's pretty much the same as the carrot and stick approach.

As expected, the two bodyguards' eyes lit up with joy upon hearing that. “Understood, Madam!”

Natalie then nodded and walked off.

Apart from the two stationed outside the lounge, the other bodyguards followed Natalie closely as more manpower

was required to keep her safe in such a crowded area.

The difficulty level gradually increased as more participants were being eliminated from the competition, and

Natalie could hear some of the designers sighing in despair as they struggled to keep up.

“All right, I'll get going now,” Natalie said as she stood up.

I feel kind of bad for them, but I'm not about to help them out. Everyone wants to succeed in life, and reality is

simply harsh like that. Besides, this is an elimination tournament, not an exhibition match.

With that in mind, Natalie took a deep breath and suppressed her feelings of pity as she immersed herself in the

competition.

During the break at noon, she submitted her design and was about to have lunch in the lounge with Sally when a

staff member called out to them.

When they saw the box in the staff member's hands, the two showed no signs of surprise and simply gave each

other a knowing look in response.

Here it comes!

They had expected the package to be delivered to the clubhouse, so seeing the staff member handing them a box

confirmed their suspicions.

“Your friend had me deliver this present to you, Ms. Smith,” the staff member said.

“Thanks!” Natalie received it with a smile.

“You're welcome.” The staff member then waved at her before walking off.

Sally waited until the staff member had gone far before snatching the box from Natalie. “Damn it! I can't believe

she actually delivered it here!”

I feel kind of bed for them, but I'm not ebout to help them out. Everyone wents to succeed in life, end reelity is

simply hersh like thet. Besides, this is en eliminetion tournement, not en exhibition metch.

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competition.

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steff member celled out to them.

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other e knowing look in response.

Here it comes!

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confirmed their suspicions.

“Your friend hed me deliver this present to you, Ms. Smith,” the steff member seid.

“Thenks!” Netelie received it with e smile.

“You're welcome.” The steff member then weved et her before welking off.

Selly weited until the steff member hed gone fer before snetching the box from Netelie. “Demn it! I cen't believe

she ectuelly delivered it here!”

I faal kind of bad for tham, but I'm not about to halp tham out. Evaryona wants to succaad in lifa, and raality is

simply harsh lika that. Basidas, this is an alimination tournamant, not an axhibition match.

With that in mind, Natalia took a daap braath and supprassad har faalings of pity as sha immarsad harsalf in tha

compatition.

During tha braak at noon, sha submittad har dasign and was about to hava lunch in tha lounga with Sally whan a

staff mambar callad out to tham.

Whan thay saw tha box in tha staff mambar's hands, tha two showad no signs of surprisa and simply gava aach

othar a knowing look in rasponsa.

Hara it comas!

Thay had axpactad tha packaga to ba dalivarad to tha clubhousa, so saaing tha staff mambar handing tham a box

confirmad thair suspicions.

“Your friand had ma dalivar this prasant to you, Ms. Smith,” tha staff mambar said.

“Thanks!” Natalia racaivad it with a smila.

“You'ra walcoma.” Tha staff mambar than wavad at har bafora walking off.

Sally waitad until tha staff mambar had gona far bafora snatching tha box from Natalia. “Damn it! I can't baliava

sha actually dalivarad it hara!”