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“Lizzie, what are you doing?” someone finally asked.“I want to come up with a new design,” Lizzie said steadily. “It’s already clear that Chloe’s plan won’t work. Her concept is solid, but it’s not suitable for us.”As she spoke, her hand kept moving across the page. “I went out at noon to test one of the ideas.” The moment she said that, everyone’s eyes lit up.“Take a look.” Lizzie had already finished a new sketch. “We can do it like this. Since everyone here is good at painting, even if your styles differ, we can combine them this way. We’ll create seven layers, each handled by a different person.”“If each person does one layer, shouldn’t there be ten layers? Why seven?” “Because one person will be responsible for designing the spatial angles of the layers and how they intersect. And the final layer will need two to three people to complete.”She continued explaining, her tone calm. “This idea actually builds on Chloe’s concept of visual illusion. Each layer doesn’t have to f

Seeing Lizzie like this, Nathan took it as a sign she was giving in. Not wanting to push her too far, he paused and shifted the topic.“Let’s leave that for now. There’s a private gathering tomorrow night. I want you to come with me.” Nathan adjusted his cuff, slipping back into his usual composed, polished demeanor. “Didn’t you always complain that I spent too much time at work events? I’ll take you with me this time.”Lizzie was about to refuse outright, but his next words stopped her.“The situation with the Hall family hasn’t fully settled yet. A lot of people are watching.”Lizzie lowered her gaze, recalling the condition she had agreed on with Linda—that she would cooperate in maintaining the family’s public image as part of the divorce arrangement. “Alright. I’ll go with you.”Nathan’s expression eased. “Good. I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”She still had to be at the competition site to work on the model, and coming back to the studio would be out of the way. Lizzie shook her h

The gathering was held at a secluded private estate on the outskirts of the city. As night fell, security was stationed at the entrance, and a stream of luxury cars rolled in one after another.Lizzie stepped out of the van and spotted Nathan’s signature black Maybach in the distance. She walked over.The moment Nathan saw her, his brows knit together. “You’re not wearing the custom gown I had prepared?”“What gown?” Lizzie paused, confused.“I had it delivered to your studio this morning.”She pulled out her phone and noticed several missed calls from the studio.She must have missed them. Her tone remained calm. “I wasn’t at the studio today.”Nathan frowned deeply at that and immediately called his assistant. “Go to the studio and get the gown. Hurry.”After hanging up, a trace of irritation surfaced. This was the first time he had decided to bring Lizzie to a gathering like this, and she clearly hadn’t taken it seriously—slipping up on something as basic as this.Lizzie caught h

“I remember when Sharon was little—round-cheeked and full of energy, always running around. I used to live next door, so I’d drop by all the time to play with her.” As Nathan spoke, he watched Shaun closely, measuring his reaction.Shaun had gone abroad at a young age and missed both his sister’s birth and her first five years. It wasn’t until their parents’ accident that he had to suspend his studies and rush back, moving between the hospital and the funeral. That was the first time he had truly seen his sister.“When I came back, Sharon was still in the hospital. She must have been terrified,” Shaun said, his tone filled with concern.“She was in the car during the accident too, wasn’t she?”“Yes. Our parents passed away, but thankfully she wasn’t seriously hurt, just shaken. Maybe our parents were watching over her.”At that, Shaun looked at Nathan with a trace of relief. “You’ve taken such good care of her all these years. It’s almost like you’ve been her brother. With you aroun

At that moment, as Noah looked at the poised and elegant Yvonne standing beside Gregory, his eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of scrutiny in his gaze.To others, though, that look carried an entirely different meaning.People nearby began whispering among themselves.“Mr. Grant Sr. brought Yvonne here. It’s pretty obvious what he has in mind. Aiming for the position of Mrs. Sinclair?”“Yvonne’s impressive, though. Among her generation, she’s probably the best the Grant family has. Mr. Grant Sr. must have high hopes for her.”“They do look good together—perfect match. Just look at the way Mr. Sinclair’s looking at her… clearly there’s something there.”“Should’ve brought my niece along, maybe she’d have had a shot.”“Come on, your niece? Compared to Yvonne?”“So what if she can’t compare? She’s got her own strengths. Men don’t mind having options.”The whispers grew more and more distasteful. Lizzie felt a wave of irritation. She was about to get up and leave when Nathan reached out, c