“Very well then, I shall take my leave.”

With Nancy’s departure, Millie turned her gaze toward Marcus and inquired,

“Is it true, the union between the Fairclough and Lawrence families? Was the task of creating the wedding jewelry given to the Thomas Group?”

A nod from Marcus confirmed Millie’s inkling.

Millie surmised that Nancy’s swift return was likely spurred by an important order — a move to prevent anyone else from overshadowing her.

The amalgamation of these distinguished families undoubtedly promised a spectacle, and the allure of the wedding jewelry was inherently captivating.

“What ponders your thoughts?” Marcus queried, the depths of his eyes inquisitive.

contemplation aside,

for the

Millie began her ascent, Marcus interjected, his words

Your talent is bound to shine within the annals of the

in a roundabout manner, alleviating her concerns, mindful that envy might rear its head in light of

subtle nod

N G E L A ‘s L

harbored the inclination to voice that she wouldn’t appropriate what rightfully belonged to others, yet

was about to ascend the stairs, Marcus reached out and grabbed

“Anything else?”

“Are you unhappy?”

bright eyes, glimpsing

“No.”

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