Jasmine quickly kept her lipstick in her bag and confronted Natalie. “Why are you here?”
Natalie was there to touch up her makeup, so she walked to the other sink and turned on the tap to wash her hands. Drying her hands with a piece of tissue, she said, “What do you think?”
Jasmine narrowed her eyes as realization dawned on her. “You’re here to take part in the bidding exercise?”
Natalie lifted her chin. “Is there any problem?”
“What a joke! Didn’t you resign from the Thompson Group? And you haven’t found another company. So who gave you the right to take part in the bidding exercise?”
“Didn’t Susan tell you?” Natalie took out her powder foundation.
Jasmine frowned. “Tell me what?”
Natalie chuckled. “Of course it’s about me having a studio of my own. You should know my studio, as we crossed paths recently. Studio Nouveau, does that ring any bells?”
“What? Studio Nouveau is yours?” Jasmine’s eyes widened in surprise and her voice became ear-piercing.
Natalie nodded. “That’s right! Surprised? Come to think of it, it was all thanks to your twenty million. Aunt Susan too gave me the opportunity to get twenty million from Dad to buy the machines. I’ll have to thank you and your mother.”
Knowing the truth, Jasmine’s face bunched up as she clenched her fists so tightly that her hands started trembling and her hatred toward Natalie deepened.
So Natalie is the one behind all the suing and making me lose everything.
Why didn’t my own Mom tell me that Natalie is the boss of Studio Nouveau?
Taking in a deep breath, Jasmine suppressed her anger and scoffed. “I didn’t expect that you’re able to scheme me into paying twenty million.”
Natalie bit her lower lip as she glared at Jasmine. “Scheme? Ms. Jasmine, I hate to hear this kind of word. When did I do that to you? If you didn’t lay your hand on my studio first, I wouldn’t have the chance to take them from you. So, you’re the one to blame and stop putting all the fault on others.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Feel the Way You Feel, My Love