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Chapter: 392

“Allow me, Mrs. Barton, to extend my formal introduction. I am Nancy, the chief architect of the esteemed Thomas Group’s design endeavors. It is an honor to make your acquaintance.”

With a nod of acknowledgment, Mrs. Barton offered her response, her tone layered with revelation. “Ah, indeed. So you are none other than the illustrious Nancy, the renowned designer of the esteemed Thomas Group.”

“In this particular juncture, Mr. Thomas has summoned me to this assembly with a singular aim—to fashion a necklace that resonates profoundly with your desires.

Might I implore you, Mrs. Barton, to elucidate your wishes?”

While she was savoring her coffee’s embrace, Mrs. Barton’s query flowed mellifluously. “Rumors reached me of your recent indisposition, a bout that led you into the embrace of hospital walls. Yet, today, I bear witness to a visage that belies such convalescence, an enigma intriguing in its form.”

narrative spun by the Thomas Group. Prior to her arrival, Nancy’s dossier had been examined with meticulous scrutiny, revealing a tapestry

her aspirations

expectations. The echoes of a contrary melody had reached her ears—a tale of Nancy’s illness, a tale intertwined with an elusive ailment beyond the grasp of

wry smile painted her lips, the irony unfurling. Was Nancy

Group involved a substantial amount of money. She doubted

was left suspended in

she perceive Nancy’s ailment as naught but a stratagem, a feigned infirmity employed to distance herself out of

his countenance, finding no refuge in his impassive

an unexpected twist—Mrs. Barton’s interpretation swerved away from her intentions.

an awkward smile, a meandering response unfurling. “Gratitude is owed, Mrs. Barton, for your solicitousness. My health has been reclaimed. Rest assured,

Mrs. Barton remarked,