Chapter 1030

Within the precincts of the Thomas Group, Millie’s path converged with Nancy’s, or more aptly, Nancy

had orchestrated this encounter.

As Millie closed the gap, Nancy stood, a mysterious smile adorning her visage.

“Good morning, Millie.”

With this salutation, Nancy pivoted, striding into the Thomas Group with an air of delight.

Observing Nancy’s retreating form, Millie furrowed her brows, perplexed by the enigma that was

Nancy’s demeanor.

Upon reaching her desk, Millie’s attention was commandeered by an email.

“In accordance with the client’s request, the wedding jewelry will be designed individually by Nancy and

Millie. The client shall then select the superior design. We anticipate exceptional creations that

underscore our company’s prowess.”

“Is this a contest?”

“Evidently, the company places substantial importance on this design”

“A momentous competition is on the horizon. Let’s await the unfolding.”

“Yes, the chief designer of Thomas Group versus the former chief designer of D.S. Jewelry.”

“Whose triumph do you predict?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Nancy has my wager. Since her recovery, her odds have swelled. D.S.

Jewelry pales before the juggernaut of Thomas Group.”

“My stakes lie with Millie. Frankly, I admired her work at D.S.

Jewelry.”

Whispers wafted through the design department, ceaseless.

Unperturbed, Millie closed the email. Simultaneously, a message from Mrs. Fairclough arrived.

“Miss Brown, I regret to inform you that, following family deliberation, we’ve opted for Nancy’s inclusion

in the design process.

The best creation shall be chosen, as we were quite taken with her initial presentation.”

Now, Millie comprehended the underlying meaning of Nancy’s enigmatic smile upon their earlier

encounter outside Thomas Group’s entrance.

Classic Nancy. An ethos that forbade others from outshining her.

However, this development didn’t perturb Millie. Serenely seated at her station, she engrossed herself

in her work. After all, only the feeble recoiled from challenges.

Dottie, casting surreptitious glances Millie’s way, admired her equanimity.