Chapter 941

“The Fairclough and Lawrence families are uniting through marriage. A grand wedding is planned, and

they’ve entrusted the Thomas Group with the task of designing the wedding jewelry.”

Seated, Marcus accepted the document, skimming its contents.

The upcoming event was significant; both families held prestigious positions.

The wedding jewelry required meticulous attention and _ exceptional craftsmanship, disregarding

expense.

Particularly the jewelry designated for the bride.

In that moment, a call came through from the bride’s father, which Marcus promptly answered.

“Mr. Thomas, I entrust the Thomas Group to oversee the creation of my daughter’s wedding jewelry.

Ensure that it’s a delightful surprise for everyone. Cost is not a concern.”

“Rest assured, Mr. Fairclough. We will meet your specifications, whatever they may be.”

“That’s reassuring. Maintain regular communication with me throughout the design process.”

“Absolutely.”

After ending the call, Marcus redirected his attention to the documents. The combined influence of the

Fairclough and Lawrence families was substantial.

Consequently, he had to approach it with heightened seriousness. Among the upper echelons,

individuals possessed a more refined taste in jewelry compared to the general populace.

Squinting thoughtfully, Marcus contemplated the task at hand. The wedding was merely a month away,

leaving minimal time for preparations.

The urgency stemmed from the sudden serious illness of Mr. Lawrence, the elder member of the family.

Originally, their plan involved an engagement this year followed by a wedding the next. However, due

to his health, they chose to forgo the engagement and proceed directly to an elaborate wedding

ceremony.

Typically, designing jewelry for such an _ extensive event demanded considerable time.

Derek added, “Nancy has been on her way home. She’ll be here today.”

Marcus paused briefly before instructing, “Notify the design department to convene for a meeting.”

Meanwhile, as Millie exited the Thomas Group building, the brilliant sun’s rays bore down on her,

inflicting sharp discomfort.

She hastened her steps.

An elegantly attired woman garbed in rose-red attire, towing a suitcase, brushed by swiftly.

Millie cast a glance back, pondering for a moment before recognizing the figure as Nancy, who had

returned from her time abroad.

Ever since learning that Millie had secured a position at the Thomas Group,

Nancy had orchestrated her homecoming. She wouldn’t permit Millie to supplant her in her absence.