NovelEnglishChapter 449
Suppressing her anger, Millie mustered a smile and responded, “Even as an adult, | find it challenging to resist well-set traps.” “You...”
Nancy’s brows furrowed, and she shot a fleeting glance towards Marcus. Did he comprehend the subtext?
Millie was evidently insinuating that she had been framed by someone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are you suggesting that someone is conspiring against you? Got any proof? Mr. Thomas can assist you in locating that individual. If you lack evidence, refrain from making such statements, as it can negatively impact you, similar to the rumors. circulating about you.”
Humphrey's teachings resonated in her words; Nancy skillfully cautioned Millie against making unsupported claims. She was well aware of the absence of surveillance and Millie’s inability to substantiate her allegations.
Effectively, Nancy warned Millie that, even if she confessed to Marcus, there was no proof of her culpability. Furthermore, Millie’s tainted reputation rendered her assertions questionable.
Suddenly, her gaze fell upon the hairpin still adomming Millie’s hair, invoking a pang in her heart.
This petite hairpin possessed the potential to evoke envy from women worldwide.
Whenever Millie adorned it, a pang of heartache would assail Nancy.
Yet, with a pretense of concern, Nancy spoke thoughtfully. “It's advisable not to wear jewelry while sleeping. You might inadvertently hurt yourself.”
Millie responded with a clever retort. “If you’re feeling envious, don’t hesitate to admit it. Perhaps | could lend it to you for a brief period.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAn undertone of tension swiftly pervaded the atmosphere.
Sensing the anomaly, particularly the darkening countenance of Marcus, one of the executives interjected, “Nancy, we've paid our visit to Mrs. Brown. It’s prudent to grant her the chance to rest.”
With measured speech and a hint of a smile, Millie continued, “Hold on, Designer Nancy. Has something slipped your mind? You lost the competition to design Mrs. Barton’s necklace. Shouldn’t you be obediently abiding on all fours, barking like a dog?” Nancy, overwhelmed with fury, struggled to find her words.
Millie’s unexpected reference to the competition embarrassed Nancy.
The prospect of barking like a dog was preposterous—an utterly inconceivable notion!
The gathered senior executives exchanged astonished glances.
“Yes,” someone concurred, shaking their head.
“I've heard of the wager. Rumor has it that Designer Nancy initiated it.”
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