Trenton, brow glistening with sweat, promptly responded, “I will address this immediately.”

In that very moment, Millie took hold of the microphone. A sweet smile graced her features, absent any indication of stage fright. Her voice, clear as a bell, resonated through the air.

“Greetings, everyone. My name is Millie, and I am a designer within the design department of Thomas Group. Through a serendipitous connection with the Fairclough family, I had the privilege to design the wedding jewelry for the prospective bride, Miss Fairclough. This honor fills me with gratitude.”

She paused, a gentle gaze sweeping the audience, before she resumed speaking.

“I’m certain many of you are familiar with the Swan Kiss incident.

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Whether I’ve committed plagiarism or not, I won’t dwell on that topic here. Today, I’ve brought along a collection of my prior works, aiming to garner the appreciation and support of both the Fairclough family and all of you.”

conveying a sense of tranquility and humility. Perhaps it was her delicate appearance that gave

the

silence, however, was short-lived, as condemnatory voices swiftly resurfaced, one after

hearing correctly? Past works? On such a grand occasion, she

the situation? This union between distinguished families demands jewelry that captivates, a

the Fairclough and Lawrence family members seated amongst the attendees exhibited

this juncture, Millie nodded toward the rear of the venue, prompting a team of black-suited individuals to rise promptly, escorting a silver case with a coded

of these figures caught the audience off

fluttered through

“What’s happening?”

to the stage under vigilant

code, unlocking the case before stepping back-every action executed with

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