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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 295

Hearing Natalie’s voice, Joyce stood up from her chair and tried to keep her anger under control, smiling. “Nat, you’re back.”

Natalie nodded and walked up to her. “What’s up? Why are you pissed off?”

 

“What else could it be other than that matter with the damned fabric?” Joyce cupped her forehead.

Natalie picked up the broom in the corner and swept the debris on the floor while she asked, “Regarding our fabric supply issue, didn’t I send you a text earlier, asking you to look for a new supplier?”

“Yeah, I know. I’ve found it and went there in person to order a batch of fabrics. When I was on the way back here, I took a detour to visit the textile mill. Guess what happened?”

 

Joyce clenched her fists. “They have the supplies all along, but their supervisor refused to deliver them to us! The excuse that their machine broke down is utter bullshit!”

After hearing that, Natalie stopped what she was doing as an icy glint flashed across her eyes.

My assumption was right on the money. They either refused to deliver it to us or gave it to another studio.

“Did they give any specific reason?” Natalie pursed her lips.

 

Joyce shook her head. “No. They said it wasn’t time to deliver yet. Then they added that they’d send it over on the last day of the month.”

 

“Hmph! Sending the fabrics over on the last day? It’s so obvious that they didn’t want us to produce the clothes,” Natalie sneered as she clutched the handle of the broom.

Joyce plonked herself down on her seat. “I know, right? The problem is we can’t take any action against them because technically, they didn’t violate the contract! Argh! This is so annoying! They even had the audacity to call and warn me not to rush them and that it’s useless to expedite their work! What the hell was that?”

 

She slammed the table furiously.

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