Chapter 94

Verna’s eyes were filled with a cold light. She was determined to make Natalie a laughingstock. How dare they treat her this way? But she conveniently forgot that she was the one who had abandoned Q&N Collective when the Spencer Group made an offer.
Sarah, one of the designers, couldn’t hold back her frustration. “Ms. Young, we followed you here for a monthly salary of less than a thousand dollars, with the rest depending on our performance. That’s a thousand dollars less than what we were making before.” For new designers like them, it was a huge setback. If they had stayed, they might have developed their own style. More importantly, their old company was willing to showcase their designs to the public, giving them a chance at fame. At the Spencer Group, they would always be in the background.
Verna looked at her arrogantly. “What are you so worried about? Do you think the fashion business is that easy? They’re just a small company. Do you really think they can compete with Mr. Spencer? If I remember correctly, the real owner of that company hasn’t been seen in four or five years. It’s been Mr. Jones managing everything. The company’s recent success is because of me. Without me, and with a new designer, it’s a complete overhaul. Do you think they have any right to be so bold?”
Sarah bit her lip and said no more. Listening to her now, it sounded like she was taking all the credit. Q&N Collective’s success was due to their excellent operational management. But there was no going back. She had to make a name for herself here. Every industry was competitive now; she hoped she could rise to the challenge at the Spencer Group. Thıs text ıs hosted at
That evening, Natalie had arranged to have dinner with Marshall and his
grandmother. As she stepped out of the company building, her phone rang. It was Marshall.
“Hello,” Natalie said, her voice cool.
“Natalie, it’s me. Don’t be so cold. We’re friends now, remember?” Marshall’s voice had a devilish charm.
Natalie basked in the evening sun, a faint smile on her lips. “Mr. Spencer, I’m not being cold. I wouldn’t dare be cold to you. In an age of
connections, can’t afford to bol.ne
Send me the address, and be right there.”
Marshall laughed. “I can’t have you coming on your own. I’m here to pick you up. I’m right at the entrance. Look to your left. See that ridiculously flashy red sports car? That’s me.”
Natalie looked to her left and, sure enough, there was a red sports car parked by the curb. Marshall waved at her, a naturally handsome man with a dazzling smile.
Natalie told Luna to follow in her car and walked toward Marshall. He got out and opened the passenger door for her.
“Thank you,” she said, a slight curve to her lips.
Marshall’s charming eyes sparkled as he looked at her exquisite face. He disliked suits and preferred è casual wear today he wore a white casual shirt and jeans, giving him a youthful look. Natalie had also changed into a comfortable sweatshirt after work. Their casual attire made Marshall even happier.
“Let’s go, Natalie.” He drove off toward the restaurant.
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Not far away, Sebastian arrived just a moment too late, watching as Marshall drove away with Natalie. Joanna, who had come to find Sebastian, also witnessed the Scene. A flash of jealousy crossed her eyes. Marshall used to be so nice to her, but after that incident, he had turned all his attention to Natalie.
Her voice was soft and gentle. “Sebastian, what’s going on with Natalie? First
Matthew, now Marshall. Isn’t she playing the field?”