The assistant was taken aback by Silas' demeanor. However, interpreting his nonchalant attitude as that of a typical client coming to collect his garments, she proceeded with her duties.

"Jamie, what's gotten into you? You're practically ogling. Pull yourself together!" Lydia chided, tugging Jamie's arm.

"Mom! Look at that man. He is so handsome! I've never seen such a pretty face in my life," Jamie gushed, her excitement palpable.

"Enough of that. You're a woman of means; act like it. No matter how handsome he may be, he's still just a man," Lydia scolded, though she couldn't help but steal glances at Silas.

Something about him seemed familiar, and his icy gaze sent shivers down her spine.

As the assistant pondered how to handle the situation, the crisp click of high heels echoed from the staircase.

"Are you two quite finished?"

Silas turned his attention to Rose, who had just arrived. His eyes narrowed as he observed the aggression emanating from her demeanor.

exclaimed, her expression twisted with disgust and

the Emerson family, felt deeply unsettled by the impact Rose, the illegitimate

talent. Excelling academically and displaying exemplary character from a young age, Rose rose to become the most esteemed fashion designer in the

burdened by her mother's criminal past, George wouldn't have treated her with such coldness and distance. Rose might have

Rose approached Lydia and Jamie, each step felt

the bottom, her gaze fell upon Silas, seated with an air of effortless elegance. His charming eyes captivated her, causing her heart to flutter uncontrollably, just as it always did in his presence. Yet, despite her undeniable attraction, Rose knew she could never act

the striking of midnight, a cruel reminder for Rose to awaken from

hope that he would find a more suitable partner for himself—one without the

success. Her anger simmered beneath the surface,

right now. We can talk after work," Rose uttered, her voice strained with forced

the sidelines, rendering Rose unable to unleash her pent-up frustrations on Lydia and Jamie. She grappled with the thought of revealing her family's inner turmoil, especially considering how it might affect

of the slums to her current position, and she was determined never to return to square one and

on

outrage. Finally laying eyes on Rose, she spewed forth a venomous tirade. "Rose, you may be a renowned designer now, but your arrogance and

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