Chapter 978

Millie was quick to soothe her grandmother’s concern. “It’s okay, Grandma. Grandma Claudia is very

understanding. She won’t mind these things.”

“When we’re back in the village, I’ll gather more local products for you to take back. The Thomas family

may be wealthy, but since I can’t offer them anything valuable, I’ll at least give them some of our local

products.”

Despite the bumpy mountain road, Bruce handled the car with ease.

Once her grandmother had drifted off to sleep, Millie opened a design book. Time was of the essence,

and every spare moment had to be devoted to crafting the jewelry for the Fairclough family wedding.

What could she design to truly dazzle?

Bruce glanced back, catching sight of Millie absorbed in her book.

The bright sunlight streaming through the window bathed her face in a soft glow, painting a picture that

caught his eye.

Taking advantage of the tranquil moment, Bruce began to play some gentle music.

He allowed himself to muse on how splendid it would be if they could always be like this.

Meanwhile, back at the design department of the Thomas Group, two colleagues who had recently

visited Nancy in the hospital made their return.

“Major news, major news!” one of them colleague exclaimed. “Millie has just made a huge move

against Nancy. With the Fairclough couple’s consent, she will be designing the wedding jewelry for the

Fairclough heiress.”

“Are you out of your mind? How can that be?” Someone reached out, lightly tapping the colleague who

was sharing the news.

“I assure you, I’m perfectly sane,” the first colleague replied, eyes wide. “We were at the hospital, right

outside Nancy’s room. We heard everything, saw everything. Mr. and Mrs. Fairclough were in Nancy’s

room at that time. Millie designed a piece of jewelry for Mrs. Fairclough right then and there, and she

adored it. She agreed to let Millie take over for Nancy. I’m not exaggerating in the slightest; you can

believe me.”

Another colleague who had also gone to offer condolences nodded emphatically.

“It’s absolutely true. We were right there outside the door, and we heard it all.”

The members of the design department exchanged incredulous glances.

Some still couldn’t believe what they were hearing and sarcastically retorted, “How can that be? Millie’s

designs couldn’t possibly outshine mine. How could anything she creates capture Mrs. Fairclough’s

attention? This is absurd. With her limited skills, she’s barely qualified to assist me.”

The first colleague who had offered condolences crossed her arms, eyes narrowed.

“You’re sorely mistaken. Millie’s abilities exceed those of everyone here. She’s the hidden designer

behind D.S Jewelry, never having revealed her face to the public. That famed Crescent Moon

Necklace?

Her work.”

“What?!”

“My goodness, really? The Crescent Moon Necklace was designed by Millie?”

“This is unbelievable! Millie has such immense talent!”

“Thinking back, there were rumors that Nancy lost to Millie at Snow Mountain Villa. At the time, I

brushed it off as idle gossip. Now it seems there was some truth to it.”