CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“I got it. I'll be there right away.” Shane hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Natalie lifted her head. “Did something happen to Ms. Graham?”

He nodded.

“Then you better hurry,” she urged.

“Do you really wish for me to go?” He stared at her tensely.

She stared back blankly, uncertain what his words meant. She nodded slightly.

Shane pressed his lips into a thin line, seemingly displeased as his aura became increasingly heavy. A short while later, he placed his phone back into his pocket and turned around to leave.

Watching his retreating figure, Natalie squeezed her palms and said, “Mr. Shane, treat Ms. Graham well in the future. Don't break her heart.”

Shane's footsteps halted and immediately whirled around, intending to ask her what she meant by that, but she had already walked away by then.

the urge to interrogate her and took a gander at his phone. Seeing the contents of the

driving away. She smiled from the corner of her lips for a brief second before it disappeared as if it never was there, to

Shane leave?” Joyce had just hung up the call

something on,” Natalie answered blandly. She briefly glanced at her cell phone and asked, “How did it go? Did you find

but they have never thought of doing anything to our fabrics. They have only planned to suppress our clothing's prices once they're

about Jasmine Smith?” Natalie narrowed

“It's not her either. Jasmine has been busy inquiring about the last few themes for the competition so she could look for blueprints to plagiarize. She doesn't have the time to go

else...” Natalie lowered her eyes, mumbling the two words under her breath. A few seconds later, she fisted her hands and said in a cold voice, “Could it be

“Nat, did you think of

person who's tried to kill me twice.” Natalie bit hard on her

Nat, we must catch her. Leaving an evil person like her alone would only

not easy to capture her. She's

what should we

is to take care of the matters before our eyes. Joyce, you go and re-purchase the fabrics. I'll contact the landlord

“All right.” Joyce nodded.