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    But this time, she didn’t dare underestimate the challenge. “Don’t worry. I’ll give it everything I’ve got and make sure this partnership works out.”


    She’d barely finished making that vow to herself—promising she’d work her way to a home of her own—when, like fate intervening, William’s offernded in herp by lunchtime.


    There was no way she’d let such a golden chance pass her by.


    This project was hers for the taking!


    She squared her shoulders, ready to get down to business. “Does the client have any particr quirks or preferences I should know about?”


    William’s slender fingers drummed rhythmically on the tabletop. “I’ll forward the details to your email.”


    That afternoon, with a rare lull in her schedule, Ste dove into researching the partner’s interests.


    It didn’t take long before she uncovered a crucial detail—the client had a particr fondness for jewelry. Sensing an opportunity, she decided to find a tasteful gift that would serve as the perfect icebreaker.


    After clocking out at five, Ste steered her car toward the bustling shopping street just a short drive from the institute.


    The entire avenue was alive with the gleam of antiques and glittering jewelry—authentic treasures mingled with clever imitations, requiring a sharp eye and steady judgment.


    Ste, armed with a bit of expertise, moved from stall to stall, scrutinizing the items with practiced care.


    She hadn’t wandered far before a particr disy caught her eye: a collection of coral bracelets, their vibrant hues glowing softly in the evening light. If the quality was genuine, one of these pieces would be a perfect fit for her purpose.


    She was just about to question the shopkeeper about a delicate, rose-pink bracelet when a familiar voice called her name from behind.


    “Ste! What are the odds? I never thought I’d run into you here!”


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    Jazlyn’s slightly shrill voice drifted over, making Ste nce back and spot Marc and Jazlyn approaching arm in arm.


    A resigned sigh threatened to escape—next time, she really ought to consult her horoscope before heading out, just to avoid bumping into these two at every turn.


    “Oh, Ste! You’re out shopping too?” Jazlyn called, all sugary enthusiasm, a far cry from her usual aloofness. “It’s been forever since west saw you. You look even more gorgeous these days!”


    Without missing a beat, Jazlyn clung to Ste’s arm, desperate to bridge the gap she herself had once created. “Honestly, Marc and I still talk about you all the time. Why don’t youe home for a visit? Your room’s just like you left it—nothing’s been touched.”


    As Jazlyn reached out to grab Ste’s hand, Ste smoothly sidestepped, keeping her distance.


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