Jasmine quickly kept her lipstick in her bag and confronted Natalie. “Why are you here?”

Natalie was there to touch up her makeup, so she walked to the other sink and turned on the tap to wash her hands. Drying her hands with a piece of tissue, she said, “What do you think?”

Jasmine narrowed her eyes as realization dawned on her. “You’re here to take part in the bidding exercise?”

Natalie lifted her chin. “Is there any problem?”

“What a joke! Didn’t you resign from the Thompson Group? And you haven’t found another company. So who gave you the right to take part in the bidding exercise?”


“Didn’t Susan tell you?” Natalie took out her powder foundation.

Jasmine frowned. “Tell me what?”

Natalie chuckled. “Of course it’s about me having a studio of my own. You should know my studio, as we crossed paths recently. Studio Nouveau, does that ring any bells?”

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