The paper displayed a vivid Phoenix bracelet, full of life and elegance, mirroring Mrs. Fairclough’s persona.

Mrs. Fairclough couldn’t suppress her admiration for Millie. She had never anticipated such proficiency.

“Are you pleased, dear?” Mr. Fairclough inquired, leaning over to view the work.

“My love, I’m more than satisfied. She is indeed talented. The Crescent Moon Necklace must be her creation. Rumor has it that the designer behind D.S Jewelry remains a mystery. Nobody knows her identity. It appears to be her. Let’s entrust her with the design for our daughter’s wedding jewelry.”

After a pause, Mr. Fairclough gave a nod of agreement.

“Alright, I will heed your advice.”

“Mr. Fairclough, Mrs. Fairclough, you.

Millie had managed

thought it was impossible for Millie to craft something that would please Mrs. Fairclough, so she hadn’t intervened with

Mrs.

said, “Nancy, take this time to rest. We’ll be

can you truly trust that she will create

her finger directed at Millie,

options. We’ll let her give it a

handed Millie his business card, scribbled with his contract details, and

enveloped the room. Eyes wide,

“Millie, go to hell!”

faint, dismissive smile, Millie exited the ward. Her insight into Nancy’s intentions

fruit baskets to convey the company’s sympathy. They hadn’t

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