Chapter 951

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Yes,” Natalie replied with a smile.



“What kind of a guy is he? Must be a handsome lad, since you’re such a beauty yourself,” Sally cheekily
asked with a tinge of envy in her voice.

Natalie was so beautiful that not only men were mesmerized by her. Even Sally was blown away by her
beauty at times.

Natalie beamed proudly and teased, “Curious? You’ll get to see him for yourself tonight! Let’s get some
lunch now.”

Her teasing reply further aroused Sally’s curiosity, and she couldn’t wait to meet Natalie’s mysterious
brother that night.



The two ladies went to a quiet restaurant and ordered steak for lunch.

While they were eating, Sally suddenly blinked her eyes in disbelief and gasped, “Nat, isn’t that Hannah?
Why is she working as a serving staff here?”

Natalie turned toward her back and saw Hannah, dressed in the restaurant’s uniform, clearing one of the
tables. She was pulling a long face, obviously not enjoying her job.

After a quick glance, Natalie turned back and said, “Not all the models who participate in such
international competitions are sponsored by their companies. Most of them are brought in by the



designers themselves. Hannah was personally engaged by Jessie as her company wasn’t established
enough to get such gigs for her. To put it bluntly, she was secretly freelancing for Jessie.”



“I know I’m one of the lucky ones. I was recommended to you by Mr. Shane, and I get paid on both ends!
Hehehe!” Sally chuckled.

Natalie was tickled by her reaction. “Yes, you lucky girl! It’s usually illegal for models to take on such
freelancing jobs behind the company’s back. Hannah’s sole source of income for the past few months
was from Jessie, as her company would likely not have a basic salary for her. Now that Jessie is in
trouble, she’s not able to pay Hannah anymore. So Hannah is stuck here without any financial support
and with no money to go home. She can only take on whatever work she can get in order to earn money
for survival.”

These were the information she got from Shane when she inquired about Hannah after Jasmine was
caught.

“Oh, so she’s a victim as well.” Sally was surprised to know that and felt sorry for Hannah. After all, it was
Susan and Calanda, not Hannah, who knocked her out and locked Natalie in the toilet. Other than
taunting them verbally at times, she had not done anything truly nasty to them.



“Leave her alone. Once her visa expires, she’ll be deported and will get to go home.” Natalie took a sip of
her milk and refused to talk about Hannah anymore.

Sally could sense her unwillingness to prolong that subject of discussion, so she kept quiet as well.

From afar, Hannah saw them and was seething with anger at the sight of them.



She had had a bright future as a model, but that was ruined when she was sent away after Jessie got
kicked out of the competition.

As she was dropped midway during an international competition, her reputation was affected, and many
prospective jobs were lost too. When she approached some of the other potential companies for gigs,
she was turned down for various reasons. The reasons they gave ranged from her not being well-known
to insulting ones about her not having the qualities of a good model. Some even associated her with
Jessie and deemed her as someone who would resort to underhanded means as well.

Out of desperation, she could only take on some low-end jobs that further ruined her reputation and
destroyed her dream of being a supermodel. She also had to work as a serving staff in the restaurant to
make ends meet.

She blamed Natalie, Sally, and Jessie for her misfortune and vowed to make them pay for ruining her
dream.

Hannah snorted and left with her tray of dirty dishes in anger.

Natalie had no idea Hannah was upset with her and now bore grudges against them. After settling the
bill, she parted ways with Sally and went to the mental hospital by herself.

Well, she wasn’t really by herself, as there were two bodyguards following her in their car.

Natalie went straight up to Jasmine’s room upon reaching the mental hospital.

“Hi, Mrs. Thompson!” The nurse on duty recognized her and joyfully greeted her.

It was the same nurse she met the last time.

Natalie returned a big warm smile and asked, “Is she in the room?”



“Yes. She just woke up.” The nurse nodded.

“Can I go in?” Natalie asked.

“Of course! Please enter, Mrs. Thompson.” The nurse held the room door open for Natalie as she
replied.






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