Chapter 446

After venting her anger, Nancy found herself under Humphrey’s piercing gaze.

In his eyes, she saw disbelief, disappointment, and pain.

Achill ran down Nancy’s spine. Hadn’t he promised to stand by her? Now, he thought she was a monster.

At her most vulnerable moment, Humphrey, the man who had always loved her deeply, began to doubt her.

Was everyone starting to resent her?

Would Humphrey abandon her too?

Panic began to creep into Nancy’s heart.

“Humphrey, | fear you’ve misconstrued my emotions,” Nancy began, her voice trembling. “| was consumed with anger, but at my

core, I’m not malicious. My heart was in my throat, fearing Millie might die. Thank God she’s alright.”

She continued with desperation in her voice, “You know the blood, sweat, and tears | poured into becoming a designer. You once

said | was the most dedicated person you'd ever known. Can't you see the injustice in today’s competition? All those hours, all

that passion for jewelry design, and | was bested by a nobody. The sting of defeat is a wound to my very soul.”

Nancy’s eyes welled with tears, and she hid her anguished face.

Humphrey's fists tightened, his emotions teetering on the edge of control.

The transformation was inconceivable. How had the girl he admired for her hard work become so manipulative?

“Humphrey, is everything I’ve done for nothing? My contract with the Thomas

Group isn’t even fulfilled. If they cast me out, my reputation will be in ruins.” Nancy sobbed.

Seeing her so disheveled made Humphrey’s heart ache.

Nancy must've been deeply affected by today’s events. He had witnessed all of her efforts, so he decided to offer her some

comfort.

He approached her, his voice gentle but determined. “There’s a way to salvage your position, Nancy, but it will demand enduring

some humiliation for a while.”

Humphrey's plan was not only a solution but a chance to reconnect with the woman he once knew.

Elsewhere, Millie had just drifted into slumber. When Marcus entered his room, he noticed she was uncovered.

Approaching to tuck her in, he saw her hand clenched around something.

It was the hairpin he’d given her.

Asurge of emotion welled within Marcus, but concern quickly followed. He tried to pry the hairpin away, fearing it might injure

her.