Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 78

Shane waited patiently for her to finish. His eyebrows furrowed together. "Who spread those rumors?"

"It's them," Natalie said while handing him a piece of paper from her folder.

Shane took a quick glance at the names, pushed the paper aside, and leaned back on his chair. "What's your suggestion?"

Natalie looked at him and answered seriously, "These people not only have been spreading rumors about Mr. Sean and me and damaging our reputations, but they also refuse to apologize. So my suggestion is to terminate their employment. Besides, there's one other thing."

Shane rested his hands on his crossed knees and asked, "What is it?"

Natalie handed him all her remaining documents. "Mr. Shane, please take a look at these designs. I don't understand how would such poor designs get through quality control and make their way into the market."

Shane leafed through the papers. His face darkened.

Shane was no designer, but anyone could tell these were just amateur designs. He took one look and knew these designs were far below the bar set by the company.

It was now clear as day why the products of his company, since its establishment a year ago, had become the least popular in the market. Truth be told, it would take more than a miracle for such second-rated designs to take the company to the next level.

Shane picked up his intercom and dialed for Silas. "Come to my office immediately!"

In no time, Silas had arrived at Shane's office. He was surprised to see Natalie but still nodded politely to her.

Natalie smiled back at him.

Shane passed the design papers to Silas and ordered coldly, "Notify the HR department that I want these people out of this company by today." Natalie listened in with a satisfactory smile across her face.

She knew that Shane would not dismiss people just for gossiping in the office, hence she made copies of these designs as her extra ammunition.

The Shane that she knew would not tolerate workers who were not only incompetent but also enjoyed causing disruption in the workplace. Natalie was pleased with herself.

After Silas left the office to carry out Shane's order, Natalie thought she too, should leave.

As she was about to step out of his office, Shane called out, "Hang on."

Natalie turned around and looked at him, all confused. "Yes, Mr. Shane. Do you have more orders for me?

"Take this." Shane opened his drawer, from which he retrieved a black invitation card and passed it to her.

Still perplexed, Natalie looked at the invitation card. "This is..."

"It's a gathering for international fashion critics. I want you to come with me," Shane explained succinctly and took a sip of coffee.

Natalie's eyes sparkled, but she had to double confirm with him. "Mr. Shane, are you planning to invite a few prominent critics from there for our Project Rebirth?" "That's right." Shane confirmed.

"Got it! I'll be there." Natalie folded the invitation card carefully, making sure she did not crumple it.

"The flight is 8 in the morning the day after tomorrow. Don't be late," Shane reminded.

"I will be on time, Mr. Shane." Natalie nodded.

Suddenly, the office door swung open, and a figure walked past Natalie. The woman rested both her hands on Shane's table and questioned him with reddened eyes, "Shane, what's going on? I was told you dismissed my staff?"

Shane raised his eyebrows and replied dryly, "Since when are you allowed to come in without knocking?"

Natalie was amused by his response and chuckled.

Jasmine was irritated by her laugh. She turned around and looked at Natalie with disgust.

Natalie shrugged and stopped laughing.

Jasmine's focus was back at Shane. She tried to explain, "I'm sorry Shane, it's all because I care about my staff, that's why..."

"That's enough." Shane raised his hand to stop Jasmine from explaining away her mistake. "Let me ask you, for the past year or so, all the designs have to go through you for approval. Is that right?" "Yes... That's correct," Jasmine muttered. Sensing she might be in trouble, she could not look at him in the eyes.

Shane continued to fix his eyes on her. "Then will you explain to me how did these garbage designs manage to get approval from your side?"

Jasmine was at a loss. She knew she did not have a strong ground on which to stand.