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.

voice trailed off, her disbelief evident. In such a short time, Millie

Millie to craft something that would please Mrs. Fairclough, so she hadn’t intervened with

was Mrs. Fairclough’s overwhelming

Mrs. Fairclough said, “Nancy, take this

truly trust that

directed at

let her give it a

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

sudden silence enveloped the room. Eyes wide, Nancy glared at

“Millie, go to hell!”

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

found two people, their hands covering their mouths, carrying fruit baskets to