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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 468
Besides, even if there were no longer any romantic feelings left, obsession could still remain. It was this
obsession that was the trickiest to deal with.
Shane closed the door behind Natalie, then crossed over to the driver’s seat. “Where to?”
“To the studio,” Natalie announced, fastening her seatbelt.
Shane started the car and drove off.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the studio.
Natalie waved and sent Shane off with a fond look. She only turned away when the car had vanished
into the distance, then walked towards the entrance.
Joyce teased Natalie as she walked into the studio. “Who’s this youthful-looking person?”
Natalie merely gave her a look and continued making her way to her office. She hung her bag onto the
rack and slumped onto her chair.
Joyce followed Natalie in. She stood before Natalie’s desk and remarked jovially, “Nat, I just saw Mr.
Shane send you here! You even kissed him. Are you…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Quiet, quiet!” Natalie hurriedly raised a finger to her lips, cutting short Joyce’s probing.
Joyce leaped up, having confirmed her suspicions. “No way! How can we keep quiet about something as
big as this? It’s time for you to treat me to a meal, Nat. Didn’t we agree that the first person to get into a
relationship would treat the other to a meal?”
Natalie chuckled. “Fine, I’ll treat you to a meal.”
“This is not bad,” Joyce said, satisfied.
Natalie turned on her computer and said, “By the way, please don’t tell anyone that Mr. Shane and I are
dating. Don’t even tell my mom or Stanley. Don’t tell Stanley in particular; I’m afraid that he may get
overly agitated.”
Stanley was obsessed with Natalie.
If he caught wind of Natalie and Shane dating, his condition would surely be aggravated along with his
mood. As for her mom, Natalie preferred to wait until she came back to tell her.
“Don’t you worry! My lips are sealed,” Joyce promised cheerfully. The look in her eyes, however, was
rather dismal.
Natalie sighed, then tried to change the subject. “We released another line of clothing yesterday, didn’t
we? How are the sales?”
“I was just about to discuss this with you,” Joyce said, clapping. “I took a look at the numbers, and they’re
higher than last month’s sales by sixty percent!”
Natalie’s jaw dropped. “Sixty percent?”
“That’s right!” Joyce exclaimed, nodding vigorously. “The main reason was actually because of the
controversy created by your jerk of a father during the finals. It really shot you to fame! That’s why we
have such a boost in the sales figure this time around.”
“I guess I should be thanking Harrison after all,” Natalie said, shaking her head in resignation. “All right.
Record the sales and let everyone know that we’ll be organizing a celebration for this achievement
tomorrow night.”
“Sure,” Joyce agreed, making her way out.
Natalie pulled open a drawer, took out the brochures within, and went to work.
When afternoon came, Joyce had already ordered lunch. Natalie stretched lazily and was about to join
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher when her cell phone rang.
She glanced at it and saw that it was the detective. Natalie immediately picked up the call.
“Ms. Smith, something terrible has happened!” the detective said over the phone, sounding somewhat
perturbed.
Natalie instantly grew somber. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Jasmine… Jasmine’s committed suicide by throwing herself off a building!”
“What?” Natalie’s mind reeled. Her voice rose.
Joyce had overheard Natalie’s reaction from the main office and peered into Natalie’s office
apprehensively. “Nat, what’s wrong?” she queried.
“Jasmine has killed herself by jumping off a building!” Clutching her phone, Natalie shot back at Joyce.
The spoon Joyce had been holding dropped onto the floor. She paid no heed to it and ran towards
Natalie. “Is that for real?”
“I want to know too,” Natalie said through gritted teeth, addressing the detective on the other end of the
line.
On his end, the detective looked at the crowd gathered not far off and said sternly, “It’s true. I witnessed
Jasmine throw herself out of her window with my own eyes. The ambulance, police, and the media have
all arrived at the scene. The news should be circulating online soon.”