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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 145

Susan immediately stopped Natalie. “Hey, you don’t have to tell your Dad. Let me take care of this, all right?”

She then slapped Warren’s back twice as his ‘punishment’.

By hook or by crook, Susan must stop Natalie from reporting this incident to her dad.

Harrison knew Susan did not have any relatives anymore. If Harrison found out about Warren, he would for sure investigate her so-called cousin, and everyone would know their affair by then. Therefore, she needed to dissuade Natalie from telling her dad.

Natalie put down her phone and said, “All right. I’ll not tell Dad about it, but you have to do something for me.”

“What is it?’ Susan wondered.

Natalie glanced at her bag and said, “Well, my Dad and I might not have the best relationship, but as his daughter, I’ll still defend his honor. This, however, doesn’t mean I’m not open to negotiation.”

Susan understood her hint, and she responded with a snort. “Just say what you want from me.”

“My request is simple. I’ve recently started a small garment factory, but I don’t have enough money to buy machines, so…” Natalie made a universal money-counting gesture with her hand.

Susan snickered. “I’ll give you two hundred thousand.”

“Two hundred thousand?” Natalie acted as if she was deep in thought at first and then shook her head. “I’m afraid that can only cover the cost of two machines. I’m hoping to buy fifty units.”

“Fifty?” Susan was taken aback. “Please don’t say you want me to pay you five million.”

“Oh, is it too much?” Natalie blinked innocently and pointed at Warren. “If I’m not mistaken, you brought him here to buy a car. Bentley, I think? A Bentley with the most basic specifications would cost around three million. Looking at the smile on your face, I’m pretty sure Dad gave you quite a lot of money, right?”

Susan was so mad that words choked in her throat.

How did she find out, damn it!

“I can’t give you five million. How about one million?” Susan raised her index finger.

Natalie knitted her brows. “That’s too little. How about four million five hundred thousand?”

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