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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.”

arrival, Nancy’s dossier had been examined with meticulous scrutiny, revealing a tapestry of accomplishments that captured Mrs. Barton’s curiosity and

see her aspirations realized by

melody had reached her ears—a tale of Nancy’s illness, a

lips, the irony

Group involved a substantial amount of money. She doubted that the Thomas Group would misunderstand her

left

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

Nancy’s gaze brushed his countenance, finding no refuge in his impassive demeanor. Swiftly, she shifted her focus elsewhere, ascertaining the shape of

unexpected twist—Mrs. Barton’s interpretation swerved away from her intentions. Her illness became

the moment with an awkward smile, a meandering response unfurling. “Gratitude is owed, Mrs. Barton, for your solicitousness. My health has been

does emanate from you,” Mrs. Barton remarked, her lips curving