Instead, she glanced at Nancy and smiled.

“Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough, I have no interest in explaining anything about Nancy’s injury. I’ve heard about the impending marriage, and since Nancy’s hand is now injured, I will complete her design.”

“Millie, what did you say? You want to take my place?”

Millie’s eyebrows rose, having anticipated that Nancy would react with such excitement.

“Why are you saying that?” she asked calmly. “I simply want to assist you. Your hand is injured, and you can’t design at the moment.

Rest and recover here in the hospital.”

“Don’t dare to usurp my..

caught herself, biting her bottom lip and

has just started working at the company. You wish to replace me? Dream on. You’re grossly

not,” Millie responded, her voice steady and confident. In her view, though the design

slap across Nancy’s face. Resolving not

said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Mr. Fairclough, Mrs. Fairclough, you’ve heard her. She claims

were guarded. Nancy doubted they would

can’t possibly

your abilities,” Mrs. Fairclough declared, her face

Mr. Fairclough exploded.

My daughter’s wedding is no child’s play. It must be the talk of Preagend. I won’t allow

their rejection and derision. Calmly, she pulled out her phone and accessed

contain your anger. Examine my designs first. If, after viewing my previous works, you still object to me undertaking this

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