Sensing a frigid gaze upon her, Nancy momentarily froze, her head bowing in response. Her thoughts


    appeared to beid bare, with no refuge to escape from the scrutiny of someone astute.


    Indeed, Marcus epitomized such discerning insight.


    Back then, in order to secure her standing, she had beenpelled to embark on her overseas


    venture.


    She had been eagerly waiting for the opportune moment to return ahead of schedule.


    “A few days ago, upon learning of the impending marriage between the Lawrence and Fairclough


    families, I expedited my return. I anticipate the wedding jewelry project will be entrusted to our firm. In


    my capacity as head designer, I’m prepared to assume this responsibility.”


    Though spoken sincerely, an air of unease hung in the silence that ensued.


    With a pen in hand, Marcus lightly tapped it against his desk, allowing the tension to linger.


    ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    Nancy’s heart raced, bracing for his response.


    After a pause, Marcus finally spoke.


    “Proceed downstairs and prepare for the meeting.”


    Exiting the room, Nancy touched her forehead, recognizing how narrowly she had escaped a


    precarious situation.


    Inside the meeting room, the ambiance was taut. Marcus’ expression was strained, and he projected a


    stern countenance. The rest of the attendees averted their gazes, diligently perusing their documents,


    wary of disrupting the stillness.


    “I have assigned each of you demanding design tasks. I urge you to exert your utmost efforts.”


    Silent nces exchanged among the attendees were redirected towards Nancy, who wore a confident


    smile.


    “Mr. Thomas, I assure you that I will lead the department inpleting these tasks.”


    However, Marcus seemed preupied, his attention drifting across the faces gathered.


    The meeting convened the entire design department, yet two spots remained unupied, one of which


    belonged to Millie.


    He couldn’t help but have Millie’s visage upy his thoughts. Each of her smiles now held the power to


    bring him joy.


    An unexined smile graced his lips.


    A collective astonishment swept through the room as everyone observed Marcus, his gaze fixed on an


    empty space, his smile radiant.


    Fueled by resentment, Nancy managed to maintain her poise, retaining a well


    -practiced smile.


    “Mr. Thomas, I intend to allocate tasks to everyone meticulously, thus optimizing our efficiency.”