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    That was exactly how Sylvia pictured herself—if only she had been raised by the Reed family. She should have been the refined and morous one.


    So, when Sylvia heard Elena had a fiancé she had grown up with, she became determined to steal him away. She was jealous of Elena.


    Resting against Darren’s chest, Sylvia looked as delicate as a wilting blossom, though her gaze held a sharp glint. She deliberately left out key details when speaking to him. “Elena got involved with someone from the Harper family, and because of her, the partnership between the Reed and Harper families copsed.”


    Thepany is in serious financial trouble now. Darren, it’s all because I care too much about you… She must be ming us.”


    Darren’s brows furrowed, irritation shing across his features. There had been a time when Elena had caught his interest, but she always kept her distance, never giving him the attention he wanted. And now that she had lost her status, she hadtched onto a Harper man, desperate to stay relevant.


    Without hesitation, Darren replied, “That’s an easy fix. The Griffiths Group has a new construction project. I’ll make sure the contract goes to your father.”


    At the Harper Manor, Alexander was in the midst of nning an borate banquet for his daughter when an array of extravagant goods arrived at the house.


    Elena’s phone buzzed with iing messages.


    “Elena, when are you releasing new designs?”


    “A high-profile client just ced an order for dozens of pieces, and we’re running low!”


    “Even your rough sketches are selling like crazy!”


    Elena hadn’t focused on her design business in a while. The collection of jewelry she had casually drawn up had turned into a massive sess over the past month, selling outpletely.


    After a brief pause, she texted back, “Maybe next month.”


    The response was immediate and enthusiastic. “Perfect! That’s a relief!”


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    Meanwhile, several sleek business vehicles pulled into Harper Manor. Inside, the living room overflowed withvish gifts.


    Summoned downstairs, Elena immediately recognized the brands. It turned out her parents were the high-profile clients who had just ced therge order. She mentally tallied the value of the items. Every piece was from Helena’s luxury jewelry line, each one worth tens of millions. In total, her parents had spent billions—all on her.


    Elena shifted slightly. “I don’t even wear much jewelry. Let’s return these.”


    Jolie gently took her hand, insisting, “Every woman loves fine jewelry. Don’t overthink it—we have more than enough. Keep whatever catches your eye.”


    Having learned how much Elena had endured, Alexander and Jolie were determined to make up for lost time, willing to give her the world if it would bring her happiness.


    Alexander nodded in agreement. “If nothing here suits your taste, we’ll order more.” Their daughter was truly thoughtful.


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