CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“Yeah, me too.” Natalie nodded.

Since Jasmine has passed away, I no longer feel any animosity toward her.

“Okay then. I'll go first. Don't forget the party tonight,” Joyce said, rising to her feet.

Natalie flashed her a smile. “Don't worry. I won't miss it.”

The party was supposed to be held on the night before, but due to Jasmine's incident, no one was in the mood to party that night.

Therefore, it was postponed.

“Alright. Bye.” Waving her hand, she turned and left.

After she was gone, Natalie took out her design notes and started sketching.

Time flew by, and late afternoon came. Exhausted, she eventually put down her pencil, stretched herself, and put back her notes into her drawer. After locking the drawer, she fished out her phone and called Shane.

The call got through quickly, and his baritone voice rang. “Hi.”

Leaning back against the chair, she tried to negotiate with him politely. “Shane, can we postpone the move to tomorrow?”

He knitted his brows. “Why?”

to tell you that my colleagues and I will be having a celebratory

that, his frown disappeared at once. “We don't need to postpone it. I've asked Silas to prepare all your clothes and daily necessities, so you don't need to pack anything.

You've gotten everything ready?” Natalie

“Uh-huh.”

A brief moment later, she replied, “Wow, you're so thoughtful. Sooner or later, I'll be a good-for-nothing as I rely on

bad to be dependent on me. The more you rely on me, the more you'll be inseparable

she responded, “Alright then. I still have work to do. I'll

she could end the call, he stopped her. “Hold

her phone back against her ear, she asked, “What

party?” He shifted

Centennial Entertainment Hub.” She blinked in confusion. “Do you want to join

Hub was a

a cinema, restaurants, pubs, clubs, and karaokes. Thus, Natalie and her colleagues planned to have dinner together first

thank you.

more of an introvert, so he did

“Fine.” Natalie shrugged nonchalantly.

courtesy,

being around him. Luckily, he declined my invitation. Otherwise, I

on the armrest of his office chair. “Call me when the party is over. I'll