The paper displayed a vivid Phoenix bracelet, full of life and elegance, mirroring Mrs. Fairclough’s persona.

Mrs. Fairclough couldn’t suppress her admiration for Millie. She had never anticipated such proficiency.

“Are you pleased, dear?” Mr. Fairclough inquired, leaning over to view the work.

“My love, I’m more than satisfied. She is indeed talented. The Crescent Moon Necklace must be her creation. Rumor has it that the designer behind D.S Jewelry remains a mystery. Nobody knows her identity. It appears to be her. Let’s entrust her with the design for our daughter’s wedding jewelry.”

After a pause, Mr. Fairclough gave a nod of agreement.

“Alright, I will heed your advice.”

“Mr. Fairclough, Mrs. Fairclough, you.

time, Millie had managed to persuade Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough

impossible for Millie to craft something that would please Mrs. Fairclough, so

was Mrs. Fairclough’s overwhelming satisfaction with

take this time to

truly trust that she will

directed at Millie, her voice laced with

out of options. We’ll let her give it a

Fairclough handed Millie his business card, scribbled with his contract details, and departed with his

silence enveloped the room. Eyes wide, Nancy glared at

“Millie, go to hell!”

the ward. Her insight into Nancy’s

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