Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Jasmine could not figure out why. Never mind; I must just be overthinking.

When the crowd heard the mention of a DNA test, they sided with Jasmine naturally. "Ms. Natalie, you heard her-she is her biological mother. If you're accusing Ms. Jasmine of pushing her own mother, you'll need to show evidence."

"You guys..." Speechless and disappointed, Natalie lowered her head. To others, it appeared as though she was already confessing to her crime.

Idiot, you actually admitted in public that Susan is your biological mother.

I was thinking earlier about how should I take revenge on Jasmine for abetting the other kids to bully my children. But now that Jasmine has set herself up, there is no need for payback anymore. Jasmine, oblivious to Natalie's motive, had turned the latter into a public target and was secretly delighted by it. However, she did not show her glee outwardly and put on a worried expression instead. "Everyone, could two of you please help to bring my mom to the infirmary? I can't carry her myself. As for the rest, please return to your work."

Immediately, two male designers walked out of the crowd and carried Susan to the elevator while the others returned to work.

Those who dispersed last even volunteered to Jasmine that they could be her witness if need be.

This was precisely what Jasmine wanted to hear. She thanked them and closed the office door again.

"You framed me on purpose." Natalie glared at Jasmine.

Jasmine wiped away her crocodile tears and answered, "That's right-I framed you. Yesterday, I received a mysterious text saying that Shane was going to accompany the three of you to the amusement park, so I intentionally sent someone to take sneak shots and told Susan that you wanted to usurp my place as the fiancée."

"What then?" Natalie lowered her gaze.

Jasmine, who did not notice that Natalie had become calmer and was now less panicky than when she was being accused earlier, sneered coldly, "Susan couldn't accept that someone wants to take up my place. So, after a bit of stimulation, she naturally came to look for you. Shane won't cancel the engagement because of Susan."

"Why not?" Natalie's eyes flickered as she continued playing along with her.

Jasmine replied triumphantly, "It is because everyone knows you are the homewrecker. If Shane calls off his engagement with me, he will have to face public criticism and the stock price of Thompson Group will also decline. Shane is an intelligent businessman; he knows what to do and what not to do."

"True," Natalie remarked with a hint of sarcasm.

Jasmine suddenly darkened her expression. "I just didn't expect Susan to get hurt for real. But I have nothing to worry about since you are the scapegoat."

"Are you sure that nobody knows the truth?"

Jasmine curled up her lips and smiled eerily. "Of course. There is no security camera here so I can say anything I want. Besides, everyone in the design department is my witness." "Really..." Natalie discreetly lifted her gaze at the vent above her before looking back at Jasmine. "I have a question. You seem to hate Susan. Why? Is she not your biological mother?"

"None of your business. Why do I have to tell you?" She roared grouchily as if someone had stepped on her toes.

"I was just being curious."

"Hmph! It's better for you to think about defending yourself from my next moves rather than wondering about the affairs between me and Susan!" Shooting her a disparaging look, Jasmine strutted in her heels and headed towards the elevator.

Natalie stared at the closing elevator door for a short while. After tidying up her hair, she returned to her office.

Not long after that, news about Natalie seducing Shane and shoving Susan spread all over the building.

Suddenly Natalie became the notorious subject of gossip wherever she went.

Someone else in her shoes would have lost the courage to stay at Thompson Group by now.

However, Natalie was different. She remained surprisingly calm as if she was not the one who got into trouble.