Instead, she glanced at Nancy and smiled.

“Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough, I have no interest in explaining anything about Nancy’s injury. I’ve heard about the impending marriage, and since Nancy’s hand is now injured, I will complete her design.”

“Millie, what did you say? You want to take my place?”

Millie’s eyebrows rose, having anticipated that Nancy would react with such excitement.

“Why are you saying that?” she asked calmly. “I simply want to assist you. Your hand is injured, and you can’t design at the moment.

Rest and recover here in the hospital.”

“Don’t dare to usurp my..

her bottom lip and

company. You wish to replace

whether I possess the skill or not,” Millie responded, her voice steady and confident. In her view, though the design task was crucial, she

not

with sarcasm. “Mr. Fairclough, Mrs. Fairclough, you’ve heard her.

Faircloughs were guarded. Nancy doubted they

can’t

have faith only in your abilities,” Mrs. Fairclough declared, her face taut with

Mr. Fairclough exploded.

is! My daughter’s wedding is no child’s play. It must be the talk of

rejection and derision. Calmly, she pulled out her phone and accessed her

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