Watching David dash off without a backward glance, Thalassa couldn't help but grumble inwardly, thinking, "Some things never change. David's still the same old dog." Always pushing her to the forefront.

Turning around, Thalassa's lips curled into a forced smile as she faced Lysander, feeling both awkward and pressured.

"Take a seat on the couch, let's get to work," Lysander said, wheeling himself over to the sofa.

Thalassa quickly took a seat opposite him, as Lysander placed the documents David had left on the coffee table: "Focus on the craftsmanship of the ring. The other four designs can be summarized briefly." "Understood," Thalassa nodded. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She picked up the documents, scanning through them. They didn't contain all of the design drafts, just five that needed detailed descriptions of the craftsmanship used in their production process. The first page featured a ring Thalassa had designed, with a wave-like band and a small tiger head doodle as its decoration.

She had chosen the tiger head motif because all four of her kids were born in the Year of the Tiger.

She missed her children terribly.

was a product of her longing for her kids, a way to express

in platinum, with tiny diamonds used to represent the fur, giving the ring a touch

off, and using them for fur might

which seemed purely professional, easing her nerves and allowing her to immerse herself in the task

mimic the color of tiger fur. I haven't seen many rings

suddenly looked up, his deep, dark eyes locking

in Thalassa's eyes as she talked about the

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instinctively hid the excitement that had surged within

If they didn't, those designs

was surprised, "So, my craft suggestion

voice

She had been worried Lysander might give her

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