“Stop here. I’ll disembark.”

Unable to resist the resolute gleam in Millie’s gaze, Marcus yielded to her request and brought the car to a standstill.

In the not-so-distant vicinity, Rosie observed as Millie gracefully alighted from Marcus’ car, their parting accompanied by radiant smiles, a tableau of sweetness.

A flame of ire ignited within Rosie, and her teeth clenched in frustration.

How did they share such an affable rapport? Hadn’t Mr. Thomas witnessed those unsettling images on the internet? Surely he should have been seething with indignation toward Millie for her association with that scandalous pictures.

Within the confines of the office, Rosie ambled about, arms crossed, her movements a mixture of agitation and pensive contemplation. As she departed the scene, a conspiratorial wink was directed at Emerie, a gesture laden with unspoken intent.

“Millie, have you made progress with your design from yesterday?”

newfound warmth. Lessons learned, her tone now held a gentler

in the

being a challenge that couldn’t be rushed. Jewelry design was one that demanded

me the portion you’ve

Millie extended her

piece exuded a refined beauty and craftsmanship that transcended the novice level and verged into the territory of

as an outsider in

the evidence

accolades, Emerie opted for critique, her voice holding a

world, young girls often lean toward

was influenced by the client’s preferences. They expressed a fondness for white

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