Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 132

Natalie traced the rim of her glass idly, stating, "Besides, as you said earlier, the reason I want to get close to Mr. Shane and Sean is to marry into the Thompson family. That means no matter which one of them I marry, I'll still be a billionaire. So tell me, why should I give up on such a wonderful future for a few million?"

"You!" Catherine was rendered speechless. At the same time, she could not refute Natalie's words since they were very reasonable. Anybody with brains would make the same decision. However, that was not a decision that the Thompson family would accept.

After a moment of thought, Catherine smacked the table and stood up. "You shameless woman! Do you seriously think you can marry into the Thompson family just because you want to? You're trying to seduce both Shane and Sean at the same time! Just based on this fact alone, there's no way my husband and I will accept you!"

"That's fine. If I can't have Sean, at least I still have Mr. Shane. He's richer anyway," Natalie replied with a wide smile.

Catherine's chest heaved with the force of her anger. "Don't even think about putting your filthy hands on Shane either! He's already engaged."

"Engagements can be called off." The smile never left Natalie's face.

She was purposely doing this to piss off Catherine.

After all, it's obvious she came here today to humiliate me. I'm not going to just roll over and accept that from her!

Catherine was completely unaware of the thoughts going through Natalie's mind. She sniffed disdainfully and hissed, "Calling off the engagement? You think it's that easy?"

"Is it really that hard?" Natalie splayed her hands out in front of her. "The Smith family isn't exactly J City's most influential family. If Mr. Shane wants to break off the engagement, all he needs to do is post something online. He doesn't even need to discuss anything with the Smiths. Even if the Smiths are unhappy with his decision, they'll have no choice but to accept it. They won't even dare to take revenge. Even I know something as basic as that, yet you..."

Here, she deliberately trailed off.

She did not need to say more. Her implied meaning was obvious - Catherine was an ignorant woman.

Pushed over the edge by that statement, Catherine picked up her coffee and threw it at Natalie.

Natalie had not expected the older woman to do something like that. As such, she was unable to avoid the liquid. The coffee splashed all over her, drenching her entire head while also ruining her clothes. Seeing Natalie in such a sorry state soothed Catherine's anger immensely. She felt much better now.

Natalie took several napkins and began to dab at the coffee expressionlessly. "Mrs. Thompson, the only thing holding me back from doing the same to you is the fact that you're my elder. However, I can assure you that I will remember this."

"What could you possibly do about it?" Catherine snorted scornfully.

Tossing the used napkins on the table, Natalie replied, "I might not be able to do anything to you now, but that doesn't mean I can't in the future. Who knows, maybe I'll marry Mr. Shane one day and become the new matriarch of the family. When that happens, I might just decide to make things difficult for you and your family. I'm sure I'll still be able to ensure your family has no place in the Thompson family." "You!" Catherine's face purpled with fury as she pointed a trembling finger at Natalie. "I'll tell Shane all about you! I'll let him know just what sort of woman you are!"

"Go ahead!" Natalie spat out coldly. With that, she took her bag and left for the restroom. She needed to clean up the coffee still in her hair and clothes. True to her words, after Natalie left, Catherine dug out her phone and called Shane. She recounted everything that had happened to him.

When she was done speaking, several undecipherable emotions flickered through Shane's dark orbs. Pocketing his phone, he headed for the elevator.

Ten minutes later, Natalie returned to the design department. She had barely taken a step out of the elevator when she spotted the man standing right outside the doors.

"Mr. Shane?" Natalie was surprised to see him there. She wondered why he was here.

Shane's gaze drifted to the way her hair clumped together and the brown stains on her clothes. He pressed his lips together and ordered, "Come with me."

Thinking he wanted to give her a task, she bit her lip and said hesitantly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shane, I can't go with you right now. Could you wait for me to change into some clean clothes first?"

He did not reply to her, merely walked into the elevator imperiously.

She took his silence to mean he refused to agree. Scrubbing at her cheeks in frustration and annoyance, she had no choice but to leave with him.

They went straight to his office. Before she could ask him what he wanted from her, he picked up a shopping bag and handed it to her. Then, he pointed at the small room attached to his office. "Go take a shower."