CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“You...” Susan was shaking all over from fury. “You've caused Jas to end up in this condition. How dare you accuse her of pretending?”

“Oh really? I would say she's putting on an act! I don't believe she's as insane as she portrayed herself to be!” Natalie stared at Jasmine who was lying in the bed.

Narrowing her eyes dangerously, Susan jabbed back, “How could you even utter those words! Even if Jas were pretending, you're not qualified to judge. Are those psychiatrists mere decorations? Are you calling them farces as well? It's obvious you're here to cause a ruckus! Off with you!”

With that, she raised her hand, ready to strike.

Natalie did not flinch, but instead laughed, “Slap me if you will. I'll call the cops immediately on you. You'll be dragged to the police station for a few days of free food and accommodation.”

Her words were effective. Immediately Susan's furious expression paled. She held her hand back and pointed to the door reluctantly, “Get out! You've overstayed your welcome. Out with you!”

“I'll be taking my leave then.” Lifting her handbag strap onto her shoulder, Natalie proceeded to walk out through the door.

Stopping short at the doorway, she turned back and glared at Susan who was still fuming and warned, “I'll still say this again. I believe that Jasmine is not crazy as she made herself out to be. I'll arrange for someone to come and monitor her twenty-four seven all year round. The moment she shows any sign of sanity, I'll send her packing back to the prison where she rightfully belongs!”

only clench her

hair behind her ears, Natalie continued, “When the time comes, she'll be charged with yet another crime. By then her

to be disappointed. Jas has indeed gone

I'll still be skeptical no matter what. If she had really lost her mind, it'd do her good for her to

ominously, she purposely lowered her voice as her eyes fell on Jasmine, “I heard that should a normal person remained in this mental hospital for too long, even if one were not mentally ill, sooner or later one would succumb to madness. I only pray that

director's office to find out

well as round-the-clock security footage of her. To

left and went to the detective's office. She willingly spent a small fortune to arrange for someone to keep an

her studio and

work, a

she looked up and saw Joyce outside the door. Surprised, Natalie exclaimed,

in with a tired look, pulled

of water for her, Natalie curiously inquired,

that my presence there would only affect Stanley's treatment.” Swallowing the lump in her throat, Joyce continued with a