CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Mr. Blackwood pouted. “What do you mean, ‘choose’? Do you think you’re picking cabbages at the supermarket? I can’t just produce one of my pieces when you ask me to!”

Shane’s lips curved into a smile. “I heard from my sources that you still have a Blossoming Prosperity teacup that you haven’t sold yet.”

Mr. Blackwood’s face twitched. “Who—who did you hear that from?”

Shane turned around to look at him. “Oh, does it really matter? Come on, hand it over. I have some land in the capital that I can rent out to you for peanuts. You can build your kiln there.”

Mr. Blackwood looked as though he was about to protest. His mouth opened uncertainly before he clamped it shut and sighed. “I’ve lost to you again! Alright, then, I’ll go and get it for you! Jeez.”

Mr. Blackwood stuck his hands behind him and tottered into the storage room.

That night, Natalie showed up at the Moore Residence with the teacup in hand. After asking one of their servants, she was informed that Mr. Moore was in his study. She decided to make her way there herself.

However, just as she had taken two steps, a woman dashed out from the crowd and ran right into her, bumping so heavily into Natalie that she stumbled a little.

was a throbbing pain in her

was wearing ten-inch stilettos. When she bumped into Natalie, she stumbled backward pathetically before falling onto the ground on her bottom. The

bumped heavily into each other, she quickly bowed to the woman and apologized. “I’m

her beautiful face. She struggled up from the floor and raised her hand to slap Natalie

she was in so much pain that

the woman’s

eyes trembled a little. Natalie reached out to grab the woman’s hand instinctively and took a curious look at the woman’s face. When she realized who it was, she felt a little stunned. “Ms.

She had

Natalie’s grip was simply too strong. Instead, the woman hollered,

up at Isabelle, she said, “I’ll do that if you

a fool of me in front of all these people? I have

can’t let go of you then. Although I was wrong for knocking you over, I’ve already apologized. Shall we just let this

never accepted your apology!” Isabelle snapped, glaring

“Well, how do