Chapter 393


    Chapter: 393


    However, Nancy''s fluctuating moods and irritable demeanor had not gone unnoticed. There existed something beneath the


    surface that one couldn''t find from her mere resume.


    Asudden, unexpected flutter jolted Nancy''s heart. In Mrs. Barton’s statement, Nancy discerned an undercurrent of mockery


    aimed at her perceived arrogance.


    Marcus’ countenance shifted, a shadow descending upon his features. His gaze, weighted with both appraisal and reproach,


    fastened upon Nancy as he pronounced, “You may depart.”


    “Wait a moment. By chance, | encounter yet another jewelry designer. Mr. Thomas, would you consent to a friendlypetition


    between Nancy and this newfound artisan?” Mrs. Barton inquired.


    Marcus’ visage underwent a subtle transformation. An inkling unfurled, hinting that Mrs. Barton’s sentiment towards Nancy was


    far from amiable.


    With a calm demeanor, he replied, “Certainly.”


    Atide of annoyance surged within Nancy’s being.


    She had apprehended the implications underlying Mrs. Barton''s intentions—to pit her against a fellow designer, an implication


    that Nancy’s prowess needed validation. The notion was ludicrous; who could rival her unmatched skill? Nancy regarded Mrs.


    Barton’s actions with dismissive disdain.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Marcus, with an arched brow and casual demeanor, suggested, “Could | have the pleasure of meeting the designer you


    mentioned, Mrs. Barton?”


    In response, Mrs. Barton’s gaze was directed towards Simon, an instruction implicit in her expression. “Summon Miss Brown, if


    you would.”


    Miss Brown? Instantly, Millie’s image surfaced in Marcus’ mind, although the notion appeared imusible. Since when had Millie


    be acquainted with Mrs. Barton? simon delivered the invitation.


    While she was gently setting aside her spoon, Millie’s gaze swept the surroundings, and she inquired, “Is there a way | can be of


    assistance to Mrs. Barton?”


    Surprise rippled through her as she noted the continued presence of Marcus and Nancy, her confusion mounting. Millie could


    discern no reason for her presence in this context.


    Simon’s expression bore a secretive quality as he said, “A splendid affair awaits you; the revtion shall transpire upon your


    arrival.”


    Mrs. Barton directed her gaze towards Millie, a smile gracing her lips. Declining the invitation seemed inappropriate,pelling


    Millie to rise from her seat and offer a nod of agreement.


    Upon Millie’s arrival, escorted by Simon, Nancy’s brows knitted in surprise, her expression shifting swiftly to a frown.


    Even Marcus’ eyes widened as they rested upon Millie. The duo collectively exhibited surprise, as if Millie were a revtion they


    were encountering for the first time.


    Mrs. Barton gestured towards the vacant seat beside her and said, “Miss Brown, please take the seat. | want to ask a favor.”


    “Mrs. Barton, please proceed.” Millieplied, taking her seat with a polite demeanor.


    “| understand you are a jewelry designer,” began Mrs. Barton. “I propose a design challenge for both you and Nancy: a ne


    fashioned ording to my specified theme. This is to ascertain which of you excels in jewelry design.”


    Millie felt a glimmer of positivity at this proposition.


    Meanwhile, Nancy clenched her lips, her face twitching as if grappling with considerable indignation.