Fear was a stranger to her, but she harbored a reluctance to confront Nancy.

“Millie, do not disappoint me,” Marcus challenged.

“Very well, but my demand is to begin as the most unassuming designer Marcus’ fingers brushed her nose as he stood, a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Did you truly think leadership would be handed to you immediately?”

Millie’s thoughts had indeed run wild. He intended for her to be a humble employee.

“I thought I would ascend to deputy CEO,” Millie sighed as she hastened out of bed to prepare for the day.

Standing before the towering facade of the Thomas Group, Millie inhaled deeply, her dream at last within reach.

the car, she asserted her independence, insisting on entering the

Angela’s Library

thirty-second floor lay the jewelry design

button, and she

ascended swiftly

office on the same floor to register with Rosie Astley, now overseeing the jewelry design department in

fingers tapped gently against the frosted

“Enter,” a voice commanded.

was greeted by a woman, around 35, her short hair a crown of

widened

smile, Millie

Millie, qualified by modern jewelry courses at Preagend University to design

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