Upon hearing that, Shane's thin lips twitched slightly, but he said nothing.

Thus, Silas continued persuading him, suggesting, “So, why don't try confessing your feelings for Ms. Smith again, Mr. Shane? Who knows, you might succeed this time!”

At this, Shane dipped his eyes, seemingly contemplating the matter.

A long moment later, he lifted his head and looked at the building in front of him, his gaze profound. “We'll see how it goes tonight. Drive.”

“Understood,” Silas replied.

Meanwhile, in the studio, Natalie stood on the balcony in her office, looking down. It was only when she saw the Bentley downstairs drive away did she return to her table with her hands over her burning face and sat down.

In reality, she had gotten used to being with him after all the time they had been spending together in the past few days. Most importantly, he had always appeared whenever she was in trouble and protected her, so she wanted to try dating him.

But I'm just not certain whether he understood that I'm agreeing to date him by kissing him.

“Nat!” Joyce barged in while she was still engrossed in her thoughts.

All at once, Natalie straightened and dropped her hands from her face. Sitting upright, she stared at Joyce. “What's the matter?”

Joyce squinted in suspicion. “That's my line. You hastily adjusted your posture when I came in, and your face is even flushed red as though you'd done something wrong. Don't tell me you've been doing something reprehensible just now?”

daggers at her. “Alright. Why are you looking

by the designers. Take a look and see which ones have to be amended.” Joyce handed her the stack

and took them.

Joyce propped her hands against Natalie's

lifted her eyes and looked at her. “What

selection for their cover outfit design. Shall we participate

through the blueprints, she asked, “What

a mid-level fashion magazine in the fashion industry,” Joyce answered

be all that bad even if it wasn't considered good. Generally, it was graced

is too pedantic, so the attires they choose are overly plain each time. It doesn't

it right

on the other hand, lowered her head and

blueprints, it was already time to get

computer. Then, she got to

after she'd stepped out of the studio, the cell phone in

the elevator. As she walked, she fished out her

it out, she gave it a cursory glance. As soon as she saw that it was a phone call from the detective, she answered it without a

gotten the hair samples you want,”

quick!” Natalie's jaw dropped

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