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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-28 11:11:41
Celeste’s POV

Grace was drumming her fingers against the edge of the desk when I walked into her office.

The sunlight from the window framed her in silver, making her short hair look even sharper than usual.

“We need to start looking for a factory,” I said, getting straight to the point. “If we’re serious about scaling production, we can’t keep relying on just a small workshop. It’s not sustainable anymore.”

Grace smirked without looking up. “Oh? Funny. That’s exactly what Ryan said last week.”

I paused mid-step. “Ryan said that?”

She nodded, finally glancing at me. “Mm-hmm. He also suggested we look into automated assembly systems. You remember what you told him, don’t you? Something about ‘losing the human touch’?”

“I said it compromises artistry,” I corrected, too quickly. “Jewelry isn’t supposed to feel mass-produced.”

Grace chuckled. “Right. And now here you are, suggesting we move production to a factory. How’s that not mass-producing?”

“Because I’m talking about ethical producti
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