Chapter: 393

However, Nancy’s fluctuating moods and irritable demeanor had not gone unnoticed. There existed something beneath the surface that one couldn’t find from her mere resume.

A sudden, unexpected flutter jolted Nancy’s heart. In Mrs. Barton’s statement, Nancy discerned an undercurrent of mockery aimed at her perceived arrogance.

Marcus’ countenance shifted, a shadow descending upon his features. His gaze, weighted with both appraisal and reproach, fastened upon Nancy as he pronounced, “You may depart.”

“Wait a moment. By chance, I encounter yet another jewelry designer. Mr. Thomas, would you consent to a friendly competition between Nancy and this newfound artisan?” Mrs. Barton inquired.

Marcus’ visage underwent a subtle transformation. An inkling unfurled, hinting that Mrs. Barton’s sentiment towards Nancy was far from amiable.

demeanor, he

tide of annoyance surged

the implications underlying Mrs. Barton’s intentions—to pit her against a fellow designer, an implication that Nancy’s prowess needed validation. The notion was ludicrous; who could rival her unmatched skill? Nancy regarded Mrs. Barton’s

an arched brow and casual demeanor, suggested, “Could I have the

directed towards Simon, an instruction implicit in her expression.

appeared implausible. Since when had Millie become acquainted

was gently setting aside her spoon, Millie’s gaze swept the surroundings, and she inquired, “Is

rippled through her as she noted the continued presence of Marcus and Nancy, her confusion mounting. Millie could discern no reason for her

bore a secretive quality as he said, “A splendid affair awaits you;

Declining the invitation seemed inappropriate, compelling Millie to rise from her seat and

brows knitted in surprise, her expression shifting

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