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Upon hearing that, Shane's thin lips twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
Thus, Silas continued persuading him, suggesting, “So, why don't try confessing your feelings for Ms. Smith again,
Mr. Shane? Who knows, you might succeed this time!”
At this, Shane dipped his eyes, seemingly contemplating the matter.
A long moment later, he lifted his head and looked at the building in front of him, his gaze profound. “We'll see how
it goes tonight. Drive.”
“Understood,” Silas replied.
Meanwhile, in the studio, Natalie stood on the balcony in her office, looking down. It was only when she saw the
Bentley downstairs drive away did she return to her table with her hands over her burning face and sat down.
In reality, she had gotten used to being with him after all the time they had been spending together in the past few
days. Most importantly, he had always appeared whenever she was in trouble and protected her, so she wanted to
try dating him.
But I'm just not certain whether he understood that I'm agreeing to date him by kissing him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Nat!” Joyce barged in while she was still engrossed in her thoughts.
All at once, Natalie straightened and dropped her hands from her face. Sitting upright, she stared at Joyce. “What's
the matter?”
Joyce squinted in suspicion. “That's my line. You hastily adjusted your posture when I came in, and your face is even
flushed red as though you'd done something wrong. Don't tell me you've been doing something reprehensible just
now?”
“Of course not!” Natalie shot daggers at her. “Alright. Why are you looking for me?”
“Here. These are the monthly drafts sketched by the designers. Take a look and see which ones have to be
amended.” Joyce handed her the stack of design blueprints in her hands.
Natalie reached out and took them. “Okay, thank you.”
“Also, there's another thing.” Joyce propped her hands against Natalie's table.
Hearing that, Natalie lifted her eyes and looked at her. “What is it?”
“A fashion magazine is having a selection for their cover outfit design. Shall we participate as well?” Joyce inquired.
As Natalie sifted through the blueprints, she asked, “What magazine is that?”
“Beauty Fashion. It's a mid-level fashion magazine in the fashion industry,” Joyce answered with a shrug.
A so-called mid-level magazine meant that it couldn't be all that bad even if it wasn't considered good. Generally, it
was graced by slightly popular models and C or D-list celebrities.
Natalie then put down the blueprints. “I've heard of Beauty Fashion. It's not too bad, but the management is too
pedantic, so the attires they choose are overly plain each time. It doesn't match my standard, so I'll pass. Let Lily
and the others take part instead. It's quite in line with their styles.”
“Okay. I'll go and tell them about it right away.” Nodding, Joyce then pivoted and left.
Natalie, on the other hand, lowered her head and continued looking through the remaining blueprints.
When she'd finished going through all the blueprints, it was already time to get off work.
After distributing the blueprints that needed to be amended to the respective people, she turned off her computer.
Then, she got to her feet and left the office to pick up her children from the kindergarten.
However, just after she'd stepped out of the studio, the cell phone in her handbag rang.
Nevertheless, she didn't stop but continued striding toward the elevator. As she walked, she fished out her cell
phone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen she'd taken it out, she gave it a cursory glance. As soon as she saw that it was a phone call from the
detective, she answered it without a moment's delay. “Hello.”
“Ms. Smith, I've gotten the hair samples you want,” the detective declared cheerily through the cell phone.
“That's quick!” Natalie's jaw dropped open in astonishment.
At this, the detective chuckled. “They aren't people of high statuses, so it doesn't take much effort to get their hair.”
“Ah, so that's how it is. Got it! Where are you now? I'll go over and meet you.” Natalie pressed the call button for
the elevator.
The detective then promptly gave her the location.
After a moment's deliberation, Natalie lifted an eyebrow.
Isn't that the coffee shop nearby? It turns out that he's already here. Great! I don't need to make another trip.
Hanging up the phone, Natalie placed her cell phone back into her handbag before stepping into the elevator.
A few minutes later, she arrived at the coffee shop.
From afar, the detective waved at Natalie.
Spotting him, Natalie nodded and walked over.
Subsequently, the server came over with the menu.
Natalie then proceeded to order a glass of milk for herself and a cup of coffee for the detective.
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