The paper disyed a vivid Phoenix bracelet, full of life and elegance, mirroring Mrs. Fairclough’s


    persona.


    Mrs. Fairclough couldn’t suppress her admiration for Millie. She had never anticipated such proficiency.


    “Are you pleased, dear?” Mr. Fairclough inquired, leaning over to view the work.


    “My love, I’m more than satisfied. She is indeed talented. The Crescent Moon Ne must be her


    creation. Rumor has it that the designer behind D.S Jewelry remains a mystery. Nobody knows her


    identity. It appears to be her. Let’s entrust her with the design for our daughter’s wedding jewelry.”


    After a pause, Mr. Fairclough gave a nod of agreement.


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    “Alright, I will heed your advice.”


    “Mr. Fairclough, Mrs. Fairclough, you.


    Nancy’s voice trailed off, her disbelief evident. In such a short time, Millie had managed to persuade


    Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough with a mere design sketch.


    Nancy had underestimated Millie. She initially thought it was impossible for Millie to craft something


    that would please Mrs. Fairclough, so she hadn’t intervened with Millie’s design attempt.


    What she hadn’t anticipated was Mrs. Fairclough’s overwhelming satisfaction with Millie’s work.


    Approaching Nancy’s bedside, Mrs. Fairclough said, “Nancy, take this time to rest. We’ll be heading


    home.”


    “Madam, can you truly trust that she will create something worthy?”


    Nancy asked, her finger directed at Millie, her voiceced with apprehension.


    “We’re out of options. We’ll let her give it a try.”


    Nancy’s mouth opened to protest further, but Mr. Fairclough handed Millie his business card, scribbled


    with his contract details, and departed with his wife.


    A sudden silence enveloped the room. Eyes wide, Nancy red at Millie.


    “Millie, go to hell!”


    With a faint, dismissive smile, Millie exited the ward. Her insight into Nancy’s intentions the previous


    night had led her to this point of fighting back.


    Stepping into the hallway, Millie found two people, their hands covering their mouths, carrying fruit


    baskets to convey thepany’s sympathy. They hadn’t expected to witness such a riveting scene.


    Upon Nancy’s injury, Millie had volunteered to design the jewelry for the Fairclough family wedding.


    They were equally shocked to learn that Millie was the lead designer for D.S Jewelry.


    Although D.S Jewelry didn’t quite rival the Thomas Group’s standards, it had proven a formidable


    competitor. Several times, its fresh releases had outshone the Thomas Group’s offerings.


    D.S Jewelry had emerged as a rising star, not to be underestimated.


    Millie acknowledged the pair with a nod, striding past them.