With the design sessfully delivered, Millie concluded her task. The Thomas Group boasted a


    dedicated team responsible for tranting design drafts into exquisite jewelry, alleviating her concerns


    over the production phase.


    Emerie, her eyes keenly surveying Millie, concealed her amusement. While others remained in the dark


    regarding Millie’s masked appearance, Emerie was privy to the truth.


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    “Just a moment, please. My workload is quite substantial. Would you mind lending a hand? You can


    work remotely.”


    Millie trailed after Emerie to the office. There, Emerie furnished Millie with a contact number.


    “This is the client’s number. You can reach out through this.”


    Yet before Millie could fully take in the information, a sudden impact jolted her, and a ss of water


    sshed across her face.


    “Are you all right? Your mask is soaked.”


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    In her haste, Emerie ripped the mask off Millie’s face.


    “Good heavens! What’s happened to your skin?”


    Emerie gasped in shock, her voice reverberating through the office and capturing everyone’s attention.


    “Look, her face is covered in rashes. It’s startling!”


    “The redness is intense. Will it heal?”


    “Could it be contagious? I’d rather not catch it.”


    Themotion surged around the department.


    Narrowing her eyes, Millie procured another mask from her bag and secured it in ce.


    “I apologize. I wasn’t aware your appearance had changed in this manner.”


    Emerie voiced her apology.


    Without further ado, Millie reimed her seat, discreetly inspecting her surroundings. As anticipated,


    her search yielded an unfamiliar object in the drawer.


    A sachet?


    Curiosity piqued, she inhaled its scent, only to be ovee by a wave of nausea and promptly


    discarded the sachet.


    Millie scanned the office, sachet in hand. Observing this, Emerie hastened to feign preupation, her


    gaze affixed to her work.


    Millie’s fists clenched, her gaze sweeping across the office with a sharp intensity as she pondered who


    could have orchestrated this act.


    It undoubtedly revolved around the peculiar sachet that had triggered her skin’s adverse reaction.