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qDonald rushed up the stairs, but behind him, Hazel halted in her tracks.

She overheard Norah ordering the maids to prepare the evening gowns and the stylists to dress Francesca up.

Something occurred to her, and her expression changed drastically. She seemed flustered.

“Ms. Atkinson!”

Suddenly, Sean's voice cut her thoughts short. She came back around and schooled her expression into a calm one before meeting Sean's gaze. “Yes, Sean?”

“Mr. Lindberg is waiting for you in the study room. This way, please.”

Sean gestured for Donald and Hazel to follow him upstairs.

They walked past Francesca's room. The maids were showing Francesca the evening gowns, and she seemed shocked. “What's going on? Why do I have to pick one?” she asked.

“You'll be Mr. Lindberg's partner for the banquet tonight.”

Hearing that, Hazel froze momentarily. Surprised, Donald demanded, “What's going on? Is Mr. Lindberg bringing her to Mr. Adams' banquet?”

“Well...” Sean seemed stumped. Instead of answering the question, he knocked on the door of the study room and pushed it open. “This way, please.”

Hazel suddenly spoke up. “I'll leave you to it and come back when you're

her and immediately put two and two together. “Yes, that's right.

“Sure. Come on in.”

asked a maid to

room without hesitation and

recognized Hazel's voice instantly, for the latter was always calm and

“Please come in!”

lounging on the sofa, sipping on

were displaying a bunch of lavish

to Francesca. A conflicted look flashed across her eyes and disappeared quickly. Flashing a warm smile, she said, “Long time no see, Ms. Cece. I heard you were injured. How are you

doing well.” Francesca smiled at her. “Have a

her. The maid served her coffee and

hated it when people tried to beat around the

evening gowns are gorgeous.” Hazel glanced at the dozens of evening gowns hanging on the rack. Jealousy overwhelmed her heart when she realized they were all custom-made. “I've been wanting to preorder them, but Mr. Lindberg reserved them for you before I could

like them? Feel free to choose and take anything you like,”

to increase Hazel's fury. Fortunately, Hazel

would've jolted up from her seat

had these made for you specially. I don't think you should give them to others easily,” Hazel responded gently.