Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 891

“If it weren’t because you have lodged a report against me, I wouldn’t have—”

“Stop blaming me when you’re the one at fault! Others would’ve lodged a report against you even if I hadn’t approached those with the authority to take action against you! One way or another, things would’ve ended up the same!”

“Y-You…” Natalie stammered as she was at a loss for words to defend herself.

Natalie leaned over and whispered, “I can’t figure out the way you have acquired Ms. Linde’s designs for the previous rounds, but it doesn’t matter. I’ll ensure you won’t get to take part in the upcoming rounds.”

“What if you manage to figure out my identity and stop me from taking part in the upcoming rounds? You don’t think I’ll give up just yet, do you? I’ll drag you down to hell with me if you’re going to turn my life upside down again!”

Jasmine rendered Natalie incapable of motion and strangled Natalie with all her might while laughing hysterically.

Natalie was startled by Jasmine’s response. She secretly regretted her decision of cornering Jasmine as she had indirectly brought upon her own demise.

Urgh! I shouldn’t have confronted her in person! This maniac is going to let loose of herself and resort to anything extreme that enables her to achieve her goals!

Having a hard time catching her breath, Natalie’s face turned pale. She could feel a prickling sensation behind her eyes. Soon, her eyes started brimming with tears.

She tried to retaliate against Jasmine and threw a few punches and launched a few kicks in Jasmine’s direction.

Unfortunately, Jasmine didn’t even flinch. It felt as if she couldn’t feel the pain and continued strangling Natalie with all her might.

Unable to catch her breath, Natalie no longer had the strength to fight against Jasmine. She couldn’t even throw punches at the maniac anymore.

When the onlookers returned to their senses, they rushed over to stop Jasmine and Natalie.

Ahem! Ahem! Natalie caressed her neck and started panting heavily to catch her breath.

Jasmine wouldn’t stop glaring at the coughing woman. She yelled at those around her, “Move away from me! I’m going to kill her!”

The male designers who had rendered Jasmine incapable of motion refused to listen to her. Instead, they fastened their grips to stop her from trying anything silly.