Chapter 192


    After thanking her, Natalie strode out of the design department and went to the top floor.


    “Mr. Campbell,” she called out when she saw Ss walking out of his office the moment she came out


    of the elevator.


    The man stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at her. “Ms. Smith! I see you’vee to work.”


    After answering with a “Yes,” she added, “Is Mr. Shane here?”


    “Yeah.” Ss nodded.


    Natalie then told him as she hugged the resignation letter to her chest, “Then please inform him that I


    need to talk to him, Mr. Campbell.”


    “Alright. Hold on for a minute.” After that, he pushed open the door to the CEO’s office and went in.


    After a minute or so, Ss walked out and informed her, “Mr. Shane said he’ll see you.”


    “Thank you,” she replied with a smile before walking past him and into the office.


    “Mr. Shane,” she called out to the man behind the desk.


    He looked up and said, “You’re just in time. This is the contract the HR department drafted yesterday.


    You should take a look and see if there’s any problem with it. If there isn’t, I’ll let-”


    “Mr. Shane!” Natalie bit her lower lip and interrupted him, looking rather conflicted. “I’m here to talk


    about this too.”


    “Huh?” Shane raised an eyebrow.


    The woman took in a deep breath and handed the letter in her hands to him.


    His pupils constricted when he realized what it was and the temperature around him seemed to drop.


    “You’re going to resign?”


    “Yes. Please approve it,” Natalie answered while clenching her fists.


    Shane’s lips were pressed into a thin line as he looked at her coldly. “What’s the reason?”


    She hung her head as she spoke, “I was only supposed to be working here for a month when I first


    came to Thompson Group. Now that one month has passed, it’s time for me to go too.”


    Upon hearing that, Shane’s cold face softened a little. “The one-month period was supposed to be a


    probationary period. Since Project Rebirth was such a sess, it means that you’ve passed the


    probationary period. Doesn’t that mean that you definitely have the right to continue working here?”


    “I’m sorry, Mr. Shane but I have made up my mind.” Natalie’s lips twitched.


    His brows were knitted tightly into a deep frown. “Why?”


    She then looked up at him. “Because my life would be endangered if I continue to work here. Mr.


    Shane, I’m sure you haven’t forgotten about the incidents that happened a few days before, right?”


    Shane’s lips twitched a little and he only replied with a “No,” after a long time.


    “So don’t you think I’d be an eyesore to the culprit by staying here?” She smiled bitterly.


    He pinched his nose bridge as he replied, “I’m sorry...”


    “You don’t have to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. The only one at fault is the culprit.” Natalie


    shook her head and added, “Besides desperately wanting to survive, the much important reason why


    I’m so adamant about resigning is that I don’t want my two kids to be dragged into this mess too. So


    please understand my intentions, Mr. Shane.”


    Shane lowered his gaze, hiding the sadness in his eyes while doing so, and said hoarsely, “Alright. I’ll


    approve it.”


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    With that said, he took his pen and signed on the letter she prepared.


    Natalie instantly felt empty the moment he was done with his signature.


    But she hid it very well and there weren’t any changes to her expression.


    Once he was done, Shane handed the letter back to her.


    Natalie reached out to take it but he didn’t want to let go.


    So she asked, puzzled, “Mr. Shane?”


    “When I find out who did it, you cane back anytime. The design supervisor’s position is also


    yours,” he said indifferently.


    “Thanks, but there’s no need for that,” Natalie rejected his offer with a smile. “I have to oversee my


    studio.”


    Shane narrowed his eyes but waved it off after that. “Is that so? What’s your studio called?”


    “Studio Nouveau,” she answered quietly.


    He raised his eyebrows. “Studio Nouveau?”


    Why does it sound so familiar?


    Natalie saw that he seemed to have thought of something, so she added with augh, “The Studio


    Nouveau that sued Jasmine’s studio previously was mine.”


    Shane immediately understood after that.


    I see. So the twenty million from Jasmine is in her hands now.