A lingering question arose, how had they infiltrated the venue?


    Millie’s smile met the host’s baffled gaze. Swiftly regaining his poise, he approached the microphone,


    moving to the center of the stage.


    “I’m certain that everyone was taken aback by the recent scene. Allow me now to introduce the


    creations of designer Millie-works that are destined to astound.”


    As the host approached the case and peered at its contents, astonishment overcame him. Resting


    withinyers of ck velvet, the Sky Hearty resplendent. Its dazzling blue diamonds cast an


    enchanting spell, leaving all who gazed upon them intoxicated by their allure. This masterpiece,


    typically the preserve of global jewelry magazines, was now unexpectedly unveiled before his very


    eyes.


    Ang’s Library


    The host stared, his introductory words caught in his throat.


    The Sky Heart?! The host exchanged a nce of incredulity with Millie.


    The intern designer recently introduced into Thomas Group’s fold had, in fact, been the enigmatic


    design genius known by the codename X.


    The host was momentarily rendered speechless by the revtion.


    A seasoned host of numerous grand jewelry events, he had never encountered such an unexpected


    turn of events.


    Within the audience, curiosity ran rampant.


    “What’s transpiring? Why has the host ceased his introduction?”


    “Indeed, observe the host’s stunned countenance. What could reside within that case?”


    Emerie’s derisive snort interjected, “Undoubtedly some obscure creation, bewildering even the host


    himself.”


    Miss Fairclough, resplendent in her attire, seized Mrs. Fairclough’s arm, her curiosity piqued.


    “Mother, any conjectures about the case’s contents? Why has the host been rendered speechless?”


    Mrs. Fairclough mirrored her daughter’s intrigue.


    “I’m as much in the dark as you. The host ought to continue; his silence leaves us all on edge.”


    Marcus’ gaze subtly narrowed. When he had nced behind him earlier, he had identified Mr. Green,


    the curator of the Global Museum, seated in the rear row.


    Was there a prior acquaintance between Millie and Mr. Green?


    Marcus’ contemtive gaze settled upon Millie, a glimmer of understanding lighting up his eyes. He


    leaned back, his tailored trousers exuding an air of elegance, and observed Millie’s poised demeanor


    as she graced the stage with a smile.


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    It appeared that he had fallen into Millie’s cunning trap earlier that morning.


    The host, gripping the microphone with excitement, finally found his voice.


    “The creations that designer Millie presents to us today are none other than the Sky Heart! The Sky


    Heart, an apex creation renowned in global jewelrypetitions, has left me utterly bbergasted!”


    Simultaneously, the electronic disy shifted to showcase the Sky Heart. The magnificent jewelry


    ensemble cast a perpetual shimmer upon the high-definition screen, its allure proving bewitching to all


    who beheld it.