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Audrey's POV

“Yes, what exactly is Miss Sinclair doing at my mother’s villa?” Laurel asked, leaning into Blake's arm. She tilted

her head and watchedwith a smirk. “Did you know Blake darling would be here? Is that why you came?”

The casual way she nestled against him made my stomach turn. Before | could answer, James burst out of the

tea room

behind me.

“Audrey! We can’t just chase after the staff like that,” he called, then stopped when he spotted Blake and Laurel

on the stairs. “Blake Parker?”

“James Collins,” Blake's eyes narrowed as he reached the bottom step, still supporting Laurel. He looked

between us. you're the representatives from Original Studio.”

James stepped forward. “You're the executive from the jewelry company?”

“George only sent the two of you?” Blake asked, ignoring James's question.

“Is anyone else coming?” Blake looked directly at me.

“No one else,” | said.

So

Blake's mouth curved into a cold smile. “Then you can leave. It seems George has no real interest in this

collaboration.

“What do you mean no interest?” James asked, his face flushing.

“Exactly what | said,” Blake replied.

“How can you say that?” James stepped forward. “You told us when and where to meet, and we drove all the way

out here. Now you're saying we lack interest?”

James's hands tightened into fists. “I think you're the one making excuses. You're deliberately wasting our time!

Blake let go of Laurel and pulled out a cigarette. He lit it slowly, taking a long drag before responding.

“I specifically requested to meet with Rachel Hayes. The designer whose work I'm interested in.” His eyes flicked

tobriefly. “I reviewed those sketches and asked to meet their creator. Where is Rachel Hayes?”

“You expect two employees to represent the designer?” Blake exhaled smoke. “That doesn’t show serious

commitment.”

James's face went pale. | could see him struggling for a response.

| studied Blake carefully. Something didn’t add up.

“May | ask you something, Mr. Parker?” | met his gaze. “Did you want to collaborate with Original Stubecause

you liked the jewelry designs, or because you recognized the designer's name?”

Blake's eyes widened slightly. “You know who Rachel Hayes is?”

“I don’t just know who she is. I'm-” | started.

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“Blake darling was interested because of the name!” Laurel jumped in, grabbing Blake’s arm. “Rachel was my

sister, Sher committed suicide four years ago.”

She turned to me, her voice suddenly light. “When Blake darling saw a designer with my sister's name, of course

he was curious. That's the only reason he cared about those designs.”

Her lips curved into a dismissive smile. I've seen them, and they're nothing special. They only caught Blake

darling’s eye

because of my sister's name.”

Hearing this, | felt my head throbbed. I'd believed they wanted my designs because they were good. I'd been so

happy thinking someone appreciated my work despite my lack of reputation.

But it was all a lie. Blake Parker only noticed because | was using Rachel's name. My designs weren't special, I'd

only gotten this chance because of Rachel.

“Who says the designs are ordinary?” James suddenly shouted, stepping between us. “That only proves you

know nothing about jewelry design!”

His voice echoed through the hallway. “I've shown those designs to experts! Not one criticized them. Every

designer sald they showed real talent!”

James turned to Blake. “Blake Parker, tell us the truth! Did you want to work with us because of a name, or

because you actually liked the designs?”

Blake's POV

| frowned as | studied James, then looked at Audrey. Something shifted insideas | caught the hurt in her eyes.

| saw the designs first, before | even knew the designer's name. The ncaught my attention, but what truly

interestedwas the quality of the work. If | hadn't been impressed by the designs, | wouldn't have cared who

created them.

But why did Audrey react that way when Laurel dismissed the designs? Unless...

Before | could respond, Laurel jumped in.

“Fine, let's say | don’t have good taste,” she said with a dismissive wave. “Miss Sinclair, now that we've

answered your question, perhaps you could answer mine.”

Her smile remained cold. “Where is this designer who shares my sister's name? This person claiming to have

only three

months to live?”

| watched Audrey take a deep breath and straighten her shoulders.

“The designer who uses the nRachel Hayes...” she paused. “That designer is me.”

The hallway fell completely silent. | couldn’t hide my shock.

“You?” Laurel gasped, covering her mouth. “How could you be impersonating my sister?”

She turned to me, clutching my arm. “Blake darling, did you tell her about Rachel?”

My mind raced back five years, to when I'd been rescued and cared for while temporarily blind. After two months

of recovery, my family had finally foundand broughthome. I'd specifically asked my aunt Elizabeth to

bring along the

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girl who'd cared for me, but she’d made vague excuses.

When my sight returned, | couldn't find the rehabilitation center where 14 stayed. All | had was a name. Varket is

assumed finding her would be easy since Rachel had mentioned her wealthy stepfather was part of Sew York

society. But she had vanished without a trace.

It was only when Laurel later approached me, explaining she was the one who had savedand seeding het

station to Rachel, that pieces started falling into place. The Rose family had been so protective of Rachel's

grecary, Bow condd 1 possibly spread her news?

“No,” | said firmly, confusion washing over me. | never mentioned Rachel to her.”

“Then how did you know my sister's name?‘ Laurel demanded, turning back to Andrey.

“Rachel kept detailed notes,” Scarlett showed up, her voice cool as she approached. “She would have recorded

warding about our family in those notes,”

“Miss Sinclair, I understand why you might resent Laurel after what happened with Nora. | see why you slfor

everything.”

“But even if you're angry, it wasn’t right to take a phone that doesn’t belong to you, was it?” Scarlett continged

She moved closer to Audrey. “And even if you wanted Laurel to suffer by hiding the phone, why did you need to

look through its contents?”

“You must have gone through Rachel's phone and discovered her secrets, Scarlett accused. “That's how you

cup w this plan to use her nand get Blake's attention.”

Her smile was sharp as she finished. “And it worked perfectly.”

| watched as Scarlett extended her hand toward Audrey. “Since you now know that Rachel Hayes is Laurel's

sister, my daughter, don’t you think it's appropriate to return her belongings to me?”

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