CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

The problem was, Natalie had no idea where Susan took Warren.

“Alright, got it. Thanks,” said Natalie while grinning appreciatively at the receptionist. After that, Natalie left via the front door.

She had just gotten out when she heard someone calling out for her.

“Natalie, is that you?”

The lady's voice carried a hint of excitement and glee, so Natalie turned around curiously.

She saw that a bus was parked a short distance away, and standing beside it were a few ladies with sexy curves. They were all wearing fashionable outfits.

Natalie could tell that those ladies were models. The television station probably hired them to do a show or something.

The model standing in the middle was the one who was staring gleefully at Natalie. She's probably the one who called me.

Natalie tilted her head and scanned the other party for a while. She was certain that she didn't know the model, so Natalie asked politely, “Sorry, but who are you?”

“It's me, Sally!” said the model while having her palm on her chest, “Sally Oswald.”

surprise when she heard that name. “Sally?” blurted Natalie, “You're

roommates when they were in college. Like Hannah and Natalie, Sally was also studying in the art

with, she and Sally were the closest. They spent almost every second together during the year they studied together. Unfortunately, Natalie had to move overseas later, and they stopped contacting each other. Neither could've imagined that they'd bump

Sally

before commenting, “Oh my gosh, it's really you! Look

said Sally before she reached out for Natalie as well and added, “That's enough talking about me. You haven't changed much but you are even more beautiful than you used to

embarrassment after being complimented. She grinned politely and asked, “Are you a

I am,” answered Sally before she

Congratulations,” said Natalie, who

hand and asked, “What about you? Are you a

course,” replied Natalie with a

promised, “I will definitely wear

another lady spoke up. The stranger's voice was filled with distaste when she pointed out, “She is nothing but an unknown costume designer. How

upon hearing what the woman

go of Natalie and turned her attention in the direction of the bus. The former glared at the woman standing by the bus before growling fiercely, “Shut up,

upset? Am I wrong, though? She, Natalie Smith, is nothing but an