Upon Louis’ conclusion, the focus shifted.

“However, the next creation I present is not my own but the brainchild of Millie. Let us extend a warm welcome as she elucidates its essence.”

Millie was caught off guard.

The prospect of delivering a speech was one Millie had never entertained. She had annotated the concept and original intent of the piece beside the illustration, assuming that Louis would serve as its spokesperson.

As the realization dawned that no one had taken the stage, the audience’s attention followed Louis’ gaze, converging on Millie. A palpable pressure enveloped her immediately.

Louis, with a knowing wink, implored Millie to ascend the platform.

demand, Millie steeled herself and advanced. This marked her inaugural appearance

raised eyebrows offered reassurance. “Believe in yourself. Anxiety

L A ‘s L

stood upon the stage, cognizant of the fact that

a brooch named ‘Butterfly Love Flower,’ fashioned by hand. Measuring 6 cm in length, I have also brought along

Millie held

silver flower blossomed on a pliable silver stem, flanked by a pair of azure butterflies. The piece exuded a robust antique allure. The fusion of silver and blue bestowed

only visually captivating

undoubtedly symbolizes a harmonious

creation, she would surely implore me to

hand rose among the audience. A voice emerged, “Miss Brown, would you consider selling it? I’m profoundly drawn

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