CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

All he ever wanted was to lead the Smith Group into achieving greater strides.

Noticing the ambitious gaze in her father's gaze, the corners of Natalie's lips curled into a thin smile. “So you're saying that you want a son to become your successor, right?”

“That's right!” Harrison replied as he rubbed against his walking cane.

Natalie pursed her lips into a thin, hard line. “Mr. Smith, why does it have to be Jared? Why don't you just ask Susan to bear you another son?”

The man was hit by a pang of guilt at the mention of it and cleared his throat. “She's not young enough to bear me a son.”

“Yeah, right” Natalie waved her hands to dismiss her father's notion.

Susan had another child just a little over two years elder than Connor with another man. How is she infertile?

You're the one who's impotent.

At the thought of it, Natalie eyeballed Harrison.

Her father caught onto her stares and thought that his daughter was mocking him. Furious, the man berated at her, “What's with that look on your face?”

Natalie shrugged. “Nothing.”

egged her on, “Forget it. Give me Jared's number. I'll talk to

intention to take it. “Mr. Smith, why are you so confident

not to?” Harrison glared at his

“You're right. I don't plan on giving it to you, and I won't let Jared become the successor of the Smith family. The Smith family is nothing more than a minor business right now and is even on the verge of bankruptcy. Why

ever wanted was to lead the Smith Group into

hand shook

ago when Jared suffered his heart attack, you said that he was not your son. Oh, your disdainful manner's clearly etched in

face, opened the car door, and drove

Natalie reached downstairs of the Thompson Group building. After parking the car, she took out her cell

up the call in a heartbeat. His captivating low voice rang in her ears, “What is

Shane, I've done the designs for the apparel of game characters we collaborated on last time. Do you have the time to take a look at the designs? I can come up right now.” Natalie rolled down her car window and lifted her head to take a

from his chair.

“Yes.”

took a look downstairs over his French windows. Noticing the red Mercedes parked by the

nodded

to head back to his office. He called Silas who was in the room next door