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.

pocket once again. He contained the urge to interrogate her and took a gander at his phone. Seeing the contents of the text message, his pupils shrank. He increased his pace toward the car. Natalie's question was no longer on

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

leave?” Joyce had just hung up the

answered blandly. She briefly glanced at her cell phone and asked, “How did it go? Did you find out who did

anyone from the studio. The undercover I sent told me that the studio is indeed jealous of my sales performance, but they have never thought of doing anything to our fabrics.

Smith?” Natalie

themes for the competition so she could look for blueprints to

eyes, mumbling the two words under her breath. A few seconds

urgently. “Nat, did

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

again. Nat, we must catch her. Leaving an evil person

her. She's hidden too well.” Natalie sighed, rubbing

what should we

care of the matters before our eyes.

“All right.” Joyce nodded.