Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 60

By the time Natalie reached the textile mill, it was already noon.

She got out of her car, took a look at the surroundings, and walked towards the guardhouse. "Hi, I'm the designer from Thompson Group. I'm here to collect the fabric I have reserved earlier. May I see your supervisor?" she asked the guard.

"He is inspecting the mill," the guard answered. He let her enter after verifying her identity based on her staff ID.

Natalie thanked him and took back her staff ID.

After that, the guard led her to the supervisor.

After knowing why she had come, he told her in embarrassment, "Ms. Smith, I'm sorry to tell you that the fabric you need is out of stock."

"What?" Natalie frowned and asked, "Out of stock?"

"Yes," he smiled and nodded.

Natalie was beginning to feel a little pissed. Her red lips pursed as she asked, "Excuse me, if I'm not mistaken, my colleague was here yesterday to collect the fabric. However, he did not manage to do so due to the issue of model numbers. By right, the stock should still be with you. Why are you saying it's out of stock?"

"We're really out of stock now. The fabric was taken by another fashion company which is also in need of it," he explained casually.

Natalie stared at him in disbelief. "Which fashion company?"

"Ms. Smith, I'm sorry I can't tell you. We're not supposed to disclose confidential details of our clients," he explained further.

Natalie was infuriated and raised her voice. "You're too much! How can you let another client take away the fabric reserved by Thompson Group? Who gave you the authority to do so?" "It's my order!" a woman voiced arrogantly all of a sudden.

Natalie turned toward the voice and saw a familiar figure in a pair of red heels strutting towards her. She raised her eyebrows, "It's you?"

Isabelle stopped next to the supervisor and said disdainfully, "You may leave now. I need to have a talk with her."

"Alright," the supervisor nodded obediently before he turned and walked away.

Only then did Isabelle turn to look at Natalie. Standing unusually tall in her high heels, she raised her chin deliberately and said scornfully, "It's me! You didn't expect that, did you?"

Natalie rolled her eyes, "I really didn't expect it's you. Why did you do that? Do you know what the consequences are?"

"Consequences?" Isabelle's mouth twitched and sneered, "I only know that you won't be able to get your task done without the fabric."

Natalie realized something instantaneously and questioned coldly, "You gave the fabric away to another company just to set me up?"

"You're right!" Isabelle laughed smugly. "You were lucky previously to have Mr. Shane help you out. Let me see who else can come to your rescue this round. How dare you steal my precious necklace! I must teach you a lesson!"

"I had already explained to you clearly that I didn't steal it, hadn't I?" Natalie could barely think of what else to say.

"How can I believe you? If you didn't steal my necklace, how did it end up inside your handbag?" Isabelle pointed at Natalie's handbag and insisted that her necklace was stolen by Natalie.

Natalie was emotionally exhausted and sighed. "Fine, let's put aside the necklace matter and focus on the current issue. Let me ask you, how do you know that I'll be here? Who told you about this?"

"I don't have to tell you!" Isabelle was reluctant to tell her.

Natalie gazed closely at her. "It's Jasmine, right?"

Isabelle's expression changed instantly.

Natalie clenched her fists and mumbled, "So, my guess is right..."

Other than her colleague from the procurement department, Jasmine was the only person who knew that she had gone to the textile mill.

No wonder Jasmine was so sporting when I sought her permission to come here just now. She has actually set up a "surprise" for me here!

"Looks like it was also Jasmine's idea for you to give the fabric away to another fashion company." Natalie's tone was now ice-cold and her expression grim.

Isabelle was stunned and stuttered, "H-how did you replace out?"

Natalie took another look at her. What a dumb and wicked woman!

It is so obvious. Anyone could have guessed correctly!

"Ms. Moore, you don't need to know how I found out about this. I'd advise you to spare some time thinking about how you will be punished for giving away the fabric. I don't feel like arguing with you anymore; it's just a waste of my time!" Natalie said sternly.

The next moment, she took out her cell phone and was about to call Alfred.