NovelEnglishMeanwhile, Millie’s gaze drifted downward, a contemplative air enveloping her. The union of the Fairclough lineage with that of the Lawrences — a convergence of families that stirred both intrigue and thought.
Did the responsibility of crafting the wedding’s jewelry find its way into the capable hands of the Thomas Group’s artisans?
With a deferential gesture, Marcus shifted to accommodate Nancy’s entrance, aware that it would be remiss to leave an employee standing outside, especially one who had journeyed to his hafter laboring overtto discuss professional matters.
Once within the premises, Nancy presented the design draft to Marcus with a gesture that bore a measure of anticipation.
“Mr. Thomas, I implore you to peruse this draft. If it garners your approval,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI shall proceed with its elaboration,” she offered.
Yet, just as Marcus directed his attention to the design, his phone rang—a call from the Faircloughs.
Nancy’s eyes fleetingly darted toward the caller’s name, a knowing smile gracing her lips.
On the other end, Mr. Fairclough’s commendatory words resonated.
“Mr. Thomas, your company’s designer, Nancy, undeniably merits the acclaim of a true artisan. Mere hours ago, she submitted her draft to me, articulating her vision for the piece. We are most content with her composition centered around the starry sky motif. My daughter has taken a profound liking to it.”
The phone call concluded, and Marcus returned the design draft to Nancy affirming his satisfaction with a nod.
“The Faircloughs express their satisfaction with your work. I extend my gratitude for your unwavering dedication. Rest well tonight.”
Nancy’s features blossomed into a grateful smile, and her words were an echo of appreciation. “Thank you, Mr. Thomas.”
Just as Nancy commenced her exit, a sudden impulse led her to retrace her steps. A golden card materialized from her bag and was offered in Millie’s direction.
“Millie, do accept this card; it may prove useful.” The card found its way back into Nancy’s possession, leaving Millie with a polite refusal.
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“Your kindness is noted, yet I have no need for it. You may retain it for yourself.” Glancing at Marcus, Nancy offered her explanation in a gentle tone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Please understand, there’s no hidden agenda. Just accept the card.
It’s designed specifically for hand maintenance.”
Nancy’s gaze deliberately settled upon Millie’s hands.
“Hands are a designer’s lifeline. Nurturing them is essential. Consider a trip to the beauty salon for hand care. Believe me, it’s beneficial for you.”
Once more, Millie declined with an air of nonchalance, stating, “I can acquire it on my own.”
A shadow crossed Nancy’s countenance, momentarily dimming her expression.
Despite this, she clung to the card, her effort to conjure a smile palpable.
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