Chapter 79


    “I believe those designers are close friends with you, hence when ites to reviewing their work, she


    would just approve them with eyes closed. Am I right, Ms. Jasmine?” Natalie said with a grin on her


    face.


    Jasmine shot her a sinister look, wishing hard that she would just disappear into thin air.


    The exchange of looks between the two did not escape Shane. He knew at once that Natalie was


    telling the truth. Pursing his thin lips, Shane looked at Natalie and said, “I want you to take over


    Jasmine’s position for the time being. You’ll oversee and approve everything in the design department.”


    “Huh?” Natalie was puzzled.


    She came here hoping to dissolve Jasmine’s power and did not expect Shane to rece Jasmine with


    her as the head of the design department.


    This turn of events had taken Natalie by surprise.


    Jasmine, on the other hand, was in a full-blown nervous breakdown. She looked at Shane in disbelief


    and yelled, “Shane, you can’t do this!”


    Letting Natalie take over her position was like a p in the face.


    She would never let that happen.


    Shane stared at her. His voice was cold as ice as he said, “Why can’t I? I let you take charge of our


    design department, but you’ve turned it into a pile of mess. Do you honestly think I will ever trust you


    again?”


    “But...” Jasmine was still fumbling for the right words.


    Shane had had enough. He massaged his temple. “That’s enough, just follow my order and get out of


    here, both of you.”


    “Yes, Mr. Shane,” answered Natalie as she retreated from the office.


    Jasmine still wanted to say something, but she did not want to add fuel to the fire. Instead, she


    stomped her feet and ran after Natalie.


    “You stop right there!” Jasmine yelled after her.


    Natalie stopped midstride and turned to her. “Can I help you, Ms. Jasmine?”


    Jasmine walked up to her and gritted the words through her teeth. “You got Shane to dismiss my


    people and rob me of my job. Aren’t you pleased with yourself?”


    Natalie shrugged. “Well, let’s just say I’m not displeased. I do actually have you to thank. If it weren’t for


    you and your people’s little act of spreading those rumors, they wouldn’t be thrown out, and your post


    wouldn’t have fallen into myp.”


    Jasmine knew Natalie was insinuating that her n had backfired. The sarcasm in her tone was


    unbearable for Jasmine. Her body trembled with anger. “You son of a...”


    “Shh!” Natalie gestured for her to keep quiet. “Ms. Jasmine, need I remind you that we are still standing


    outside of the CEO office. I’m sure you do not want to attract any more attention from Mr. Shane.


    Unless you don’t mind him seeing the nasty attitude that you have right now?”


    Jasmine thought she had a point and lowered her voice. “Just so you wait. This is far from over!”


    “Sure, I can’t wait,” Natalie replied aloofly, walked past her and headed for the elevator.


    Back in the design department, the few designers were gone and their seats were empty. The way


    those who remained looked at Natalie waspletely different than before. They now respected her,


    but they were also frightened of her at the same time.


    How could they not?


    She managed to take down a few designers and seize Ms. Jasmine’s position as head of their


    department single-handedly.


    Natalie felt their alienated gazes upon herself. Already anticipating this, she smiled politely at them and


    picked up her pencil to resume her work.


    In the afternoon, Natalie received a phone call and came to a café near Thompson Group.


    Once she stepped inside, a man sitting by the window waved at her. “Ms. Smith, over here!”


    Natalie walked over, pulled up a chair across the table and sat down. “Hello, Mr. Greene I believe you


    already have some results regarding the job that I asked you to investigate?”


    “Of course, Ms. Smith. That’s the reason I called you up,” Ben said while reaching into his briefcase, in


    which he retrieved a folder and a photograph. Natalie recognized that photograph instantly; it was the


    same one she took herself at the hospital.


    “Ms. Smith, you were right about their rtionships. The man in the photo is Warren Litch. The child in


    his arms is his five-year-old son, Donald Litch. Here are their DNA tests. My staff have gone to great


    lengths to obtain their hair samples, so I’m absolutely positive of our findings,” Ben said excitedly while


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