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    She bit her lip and asked, “Joyce has been gone for four years. Why bring her up now?”


    “Do you still remember Joyce mentioning she wanted to start a jewelrypany with you?”


    After a moment’s hesitation, a flicker of panic crossed Cathy’s eyes. “Really?”


    No wonder Belinda found herself working in the jewelry design studio after her divorce.


    It turned out she and Joyce had made ns tounch a jewelry business.


    “Yes.”


    Massaging his aching temples, Kristopher spoke in a low, hoarse voice. “Perhaps you don’t recall Joyce discussing this with me.”


    Back then, Kristopher had suffered an eye injury, and Cathy hade to his rescue.


    Simultaneously, Cathy had hurt her throat, which reduced her speech to mere whispers.


    He found it painful to hear her strain her voice, so he often discouraged her from speaking.


    Kristopher was blind, and Cathy was mute. Among them, only Joyce was loquacious.


    Joyce had once revealed that Cathy hadn’t pursued a degree in jewelry design due to certain circumstances. She believed Cathy would eventually study jewelry design and join her in running apany. At that time, Kristopher had promised to establish thepany alongside them.


    Upon his return to the Cox family, the first initiative he undertook was to set up a jewelry branch within the Cox Group.


    However, when his sight was restored and he reunited with Cathy and Joyce, he discovered Joyce had died, and Cathy appeared to have forgotten their entrepreneurial dreams.


    Today, seeing the name Joyce Scott listed under the designer’s column triggered these old memories.


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    “I had many aspirations when I was younger,” Kristopher murmured, lost in thought.


    Noticing his distraction, Cathy cleared her throat and said, “Joyce and I were quite close, so I shared every idea with her. It’s surprising she remembered everything and mentioned it to you.”


    With an awkward smile, Cathy continued, “I nearly forgot about my ambition to establish a jewelry business.”


    Kristopher exhaled deeply. “I saw someone in the jewelry design field named Joyce.”


    He fixed his gaze on Cathy and inquired, “Did Joyce have any friends who were into jewelry design while she was alive? Besides you, did anyone else know about her desire to start a jewelry business?”


    Caught off guard, Cathy struggled to respond.


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    That woman had no right to converse with her as if they were sisters. How could Cathy possibly know Joyce’s friends or who was privy to her dreams?


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