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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.”

Mrs. Barton; she had meticulously unraveled the narrative spun by the Thomas Group. Prior to her arrival, Nancy’s dossier had been examined with meticulous scrutiny, revealing a tapestry of accomplishments that

her aspirations realized by

fate had orchestrated a discordant overture to her expectations. The echoes of a contrary melody had reached her ears—a tale of

her lips, the irony unfurling.

a substantial amount of money.

was left suspended

ailment. Did she perceive Nancy’s ailment as

no refuge in his impassive demeanor. Swiftly, she shifted her focus

an unexpected twist—Mrs. Barton’s interpretation swerved away from her intentions. Her illness became a breeding ground for misunderstanding

My health

Mrs. Barton remarked,