Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 79

“I believe those designers are close friends with you, hence when it comes to reviewing their work, she would just approve them with eyes closed. Am I right, Ms. Jasmine?” Natalie said with a grin on her face.

Jasmine shot her a sinister look, wishing hard that she would just disappear into thin air.

The exchange of looks between the two did not escape Shane. He knew at once that Natalie was telling the truth. Pursing his thin lips, Shane looked at Natalie and said, “I want you to take over Jasmine’s position for the time being. You’ll oversee and approve everything in the design department.”

“Huh?” Natalie was puzzled.

She came here hoping to dissolve Jasmine’s power and did not expect Shane to replace Jasmine with her as the head of the design department.

This turn of events had taken Natalie by surprise.

Jasmine, on the other hand, was in a full-blown nervous breakdown. She looked at Shane in disbelief and yelled, “Shane, you can’t do this!”

Letting Natalie take over her position was like a slap in the face.

She would never let that happen.

Shane stared at her. His voice was cold as ice as he said, “Why can’t I? I let you take charge of our design department, but you’ve turned it into a pile of mess. Do you honestly think I will ever trust you again?”

“But…” Jasmine was still fumbling for the right words.

Shane had had enough. He massaged his temple. “That’s enough, just follow my order and get out of here, both of you.”

“Yes, Mr. Shane,” answered Natalie as she retreated from the office.

Jasmine still wanted to say something, but she did not want to add fuel to the fire. Instead, she stomped her feet and ran after Natalie.

“You stop right there!” Jasmine yelled after her.

She managed to take down a few designers and seize Ms. Jasmine’s position as head of their department single-handedly.

Natalie felt their alienated gazes upon herself. Already anticipating this, she smiled politely at them and picked up her pencil to resume her work.

In the afternoon, Natalie received a phone call and came to a café near Thompson Group.

Once she stepped inside, a man sitting by the window waved at her. “Ms. Smith, over here!”

Natalie walked over, pulled up a chair across the table and sat down. “Hello, Mr. Greene I believe you already have some results regarding the job that I asked you to investigate?”

“Of course, Ms. Smith. That’s the reason I called you up,” Ben said while reaching into his briefcase, in which he retrieved a folder and a photograph. Natalie recognized that photograph instantly; it was the same one she took herself at the hospital.

“Ms. Smith, you were right about their relationships. The man in the photo is Warren Litch. The child in his arms is his five-year-old son, Donald Litch. Here are their DNA tests. My staff have gone to great lengths to obtain their hair samples, so I’m absolutely positive of our findings,” Ben said excitedly while sliding the folder toward Natalie.