Burning Passion: Love Never Die

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.

In such a short time, Millie had managed to persuade Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough with a mere

craft something that would please Mrs. Fairclough,

hadn’t anticipated was Mrs. Fairclough’s

take this time to rest. We’ll be heading

trust that she

directed at Millie, her voice laced with

let

to protest further, but Mr. Fairclough handed Millie his business card, scribbled with his contract details, and departed

sudden silence enveloped the room. Eyes wide, Nancy glared

“Millie, go to hell!”

smile, Millie exited the ward. Her insight into Nancy’s intentions the previous night had

their hands covering their mouths, carrying fruit baskets to convey the company’s sympathy. They hadn’t expected