Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 418

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.

mocking him. Furious, the man berated at her, “What’s with that look on

Natalie shrugged. “Nothing.”

twitched in anger. Then, he handed over his cell phone and egged her on, “Forget it. Give me Jared’s number. I’ll talk

intention to take it. “Mr. Smith, why are you so confident that I’ll hand over Jared’s contact

to?” Harrison glared at

her hair to the back of her ears and replied, “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

hand shook

on her car keys to unlock her car, she continued, “Besides, I vividly remember that seven years ago when Jared suffered his heart attack, you said that he was not your son. Oh, your disdainful manner’s clearly etched in my mind. Now

grimaced face, opened the car door, and drove away

the Thompson Group building. After parking the car, she took out her

in a heartbeat. His captivating low voice rang

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

from his chair. “Are you downstairs right

“Yes.”

to his balcony and took a look downstairs over his French windows. Noticing the red Mercedes parked by the sidewalk, his features softened.

Natalie nodded her