Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 165

Feeling uneasy, Jasmine continued to clench her fists as she watched her stepsister walk away.

However, the uneasiness faded away before long.

Jasmine wiped her lips and looked fiercely at the blood on her fingers.

"Just you wait, Natalie. I'll make you pay for what you did to me today!" promised Jasmine with gritted teeth.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to have noticed something as she walked towards a bunch of hangers in the corner of the break room. Looking at the outfits on the hangers, she smiled deviously.

After the dust-up with her stepsister, Natalie sighed and was no longer in the mood to stay back, so she left Fashion Hall after going backstage to brief the models on the show.

When Shane returned from the hospital that afternoon, he called Natalie to his office to continue their conversation at Fashion Hall.

The man was very perceptive, so his proposal would only make the show even better.

It got Natalie all excited, and she could not wait for the next day to come.

That evening, Harrison transferred the twenty million to Natalie.

She did not ask how his father got the money within such a short time because she knew for sure that he must have sold off something.

Even so, it did not matter to her since she got her money.

After transferring the money to Joyce, Natalie stretched out and went to bed.

The next day, Natalie went to Fashion Hall early to make preparations for the show's opening.

There were already a lot of people when she arrived. Many of the staff members were already busy working.

At that moment, a staff member approached Natalie with a worried look. "Something bad happened, Ms. Natalie. You better go take a look at the dressing room." "What is it?" The smile on Natalie started to fade away.

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to have something to do with the outfits."

The outfits!

With her pupils constricting in horror, Natalie dashed to the dressing room.

On the way, she prayed that the situation would not be as bad as what the staff member told her.

When Natalie arrived at the dressing room, she pushed the door open and saw a group of dresser inside. The atmosphere was solemn, for every one of them seemed gloomy.

"What are you guys doing?" Natalie inquired in a deep voice after closing the door behind her, trying to suppress her dread.

When the group heard her voice, they turned to her as if their savior had arrived. "Ms. Natalie, somebody ruined all the dresses for the show."

"What?" Natalie's face fell as she walked over to the rows of hangers.

The protective covers had been torn open, revealing the slashed outfits beneath them. Some of the more seriously damaged ones were even reduced to shreds. It was obvious that the perpetrator acted mercilessly.

"Who did it?" roared Natalie with her fists clenched. The woman's eyes turned crimson red as rage pulsed through her veins.

The group exchanged looks but no one replied.

Natalie glanced fiercely at every one of their faces. "Who was the first one to discover the damaged outfits?"

"We did." Three young women in the group raised their hands.

Natalie then approached them. "What time was it when you got here?"

"I don't remember the exact time, but it should be around six o'clock."

"Were the outfits already damaged when you came in here?"

"Yes." The three nodded.

After some thought, Natalie pushed her way through the group and went to check the door lock.

Her face hardened when she found nothing wrong with it.

Since the outfits were already damaged before six, the perpetrator must've got in last night. The fact that the door lock remains intact suggests that a staff member was involved.

Natalie turned to the dressers and ordered, "Stay here, all of you. Nobody leaves this room without my approval!"