Chapter 461
Upon hearing that, Shane''s thin lips twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
Thus, Ss continued persuading him, suggesting, “So, why don''t try confessing your feelings for Ms.
Smith again, Mr. Shane? Who knows, you might seed this time!”
At this, Shane dipped his eyes, seemingly contemting the matter.
A long momentter, he lifted his head and looked at the building in front of him, his gaze profound.
“We''ll see how it goes tonight. Drive.”
“Understood,” Ss replied.
Meanwhile, in the studio, Natalie stood on the balcony in her office, looking down. It was only when she
saw the Bentley downstairs drive away did she return to her table with her hands over her burning face
and sat down.
In reality, she had gotten used to being with him after all the time they had been spending together in
the past few days. Most importantly, he had always appeared whenever she was in trouble and
protected her, so she wanted to try dating him.
But I''m just not certain whether he understood that I''m agreeing to date him by kissing him.
“Nat!” Joyce barged in while she was still engrossed in her thoughts.
All at once, Natalie straightened and dropped her hands from her face. Sitting upright, she stared at
Joyce. “What''s the matter?”
Joyce squinted in suspicion. “That''s my line. You hastily adjusted your posture when I came in, and
your face is even flushed red as though you''d done something wrong. Don''t tell me you''ve been doing
something reprehensible just now?”
“Of course not!” Natalie shot daggers at her. “Alright. Why are you looking for me?”
“Here. These are the monthly drafts sketched by the designers. Take a look and see which ones have
to be amended.” Joyce handed her the stack of design blueprints in her hands.
Natalie reached out and took them. “Okay, thank you.”
“Also, there''s another thing.” Joyce propped her hands against Natalie''s table.
Hearing that, Natalie lifted her eyes and looked at her. “What is it?”
“A fashion magazine is having a selection for their cover outfit design. Shall we participate as well?”
Joyce inquired.
As Natalie sifted through the blueprints, she asked, “What magazine is that?”
“Beauty Fashion. It''s a mid-level fashion magazine in the fashion industry,” Joyce answered with a
shrug.
A so-called mid-level magazine meant that it couldn''t be all that bad even if it wasn''t considered good.
Generally, it was graced by slightly popr models and C or D-list celebrities.
Natalie then put down the blueprints. “I''ve heard of Beauty Fashion. It''s not too bad, but the
management is too pedantic, so the attires they choose are overly in each time. It doesn''t match my
standard, so I''ll pass. Let Lily and the others take part instead. It''s quite in line with their styles.”
“Okay. I''ll go and tell them about it right away.” Nodding, Joyce then pivoted and left.
Natalie, on the other hand, lowered her head and continued looking through the remaining blueprints.
When she''d finished going through all the blueprints, it was already time to get off work.
After distributing the blueprints that needed to be amended to the respective people, she turned off her
computer. Then, she got to her feet and left the office to pick up her children from the kindergarten.
However, just after she''d stepped out of the studio, the cell phone in her handbag rang.
Nevertheless, she didn''t stop but continued striding toward the elevator. As she walked, she fished out
her cell phone.
When she''d taken it out, she gave it a cursory nce. As soon as she saw that it was a phone call from
the detective, she answered it without a moment''s dy. “Hello.”
“Ms. Smith, I''ve gotten the hair samples you want,” the detective dered cheerily through the cell
phone.
“That''s quick!” Natalie''s jaw dropped open in astonishment.
At this, the detective chuckled. “They aren''t people of high statuses, so it doesn''t take much effort to
get their hair.”
“Ah, so that''s how it is. Got it! Where are you now? I''ll go over and meet you.” Natalie pressed the call
button for the elevator.
The detective then promptly gave her the location.
After a moment''s deliberation, Natalie lifted an eyebrow.
Isn''t that the coffee shop nearby? It turns out that he''s already here. Great! I don''t need to make
another trip.
Hanging up the phone, Natalie ced her cell phone back into her handbag before stepping into the
elevator.
A few minutester, she arrived at the coffee shop.
From afar, the detective waved at Natalie.
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Spotting him, Natalie nodded and walked over.
Subsequently, the server came over with the menu.
Natalie then proceeded to order a ss of milk for herself and a cup of coffee for the detective.