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    Monica stood confidently on stage, dering themencement with poised authority. The showcase opened with Leopardex’s heritage pieces, the timeless foundations upon which the brand’s legacy was built.


    Elena’s creation became an instant sensation. News about the Leopardex jewelry exhibition swept across social media, with headlines highlighting Elena’s masterpiece: “Leopardex Returns—Brilliant Designer Elena Stuns the World!”


    Her bracelet took center stage, capturing everyone’s attention. In just a few short hours, her name and work were recognized everywhere.


    The exhibition turned out to be an overwhelming triumph.


    Monica, beaming with joy, arranged a celebratory gathering after the event wrapped up. The entire design team attended the asion.


    Lifting her champagne flute, Monica smiled and dered, “This sess wouldn’t have been possible without each and every one of you—especially our design genius, Elena. Let’s raise a toast!”


    The staff at Leopardex were now in deep admiration of Elena. She stood beside Monica, poised and serene, disying no visible excitement. As sses clinked in celebration, Elena took a small sip, joining in.


    Monica leaned closer, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “You never fail to live up to your reputation, Elena. Even after such a major achievement, you remain soposed. Honestly, we owe this victory to you. Without your work, Leopardex wouldn’t have made such a spectacreback.”


    Not only had they secured a partnership with Spencer Group, but their brand had also be the talk of the inte.


    Elena, however, refused to im sole credit. “It was a team effort,” she replied in her usual calm manner.


    The entire design department was in awe of her.


    “Elena, don’t downy it. We barely did anything. If it weren’t for your breathtaking design, the exhibition wouldn’t have gained such massive attention.”


    “Exactly! If not for you, who else could have closed the deal with Spencer Group? You’re incredible!”


    As the celebration continued, someone suddenly asked, “By the way, where’s Elyse?”


    She hadn’t contributed a design or assisted during the event. Everyone had been so preupied with preparations that her absence went unnoticed—until now.


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    Monica’s brows furrowed. “Elyse didn’t show up today?”


    Someone spoke up. “She was backstage earlier, but I have no idea where she went after that.”


    Monica had never been fond of Elyse. While the rest of the team had worked tirelessly, Elyse had distanced herself from the entire process.


    “Forget about her. Let’s enjoy the night! Mr. Harper just announced that everyone in the design department will receive double year-end bonuses for securing the deal with Spencer Group!” With that, the room erupted in cheers.


    With such a generous reward on the line, admiration for Elena only grew.


    Just then, the mood shifted as Elyse stepped into the room, her face blotchy from crying. She stood on the stage, fixing Elena with an usatory stare.


    Monica’s expression hardened. “Elyse, what are you doing?”


    She looked gloomy, as if she had suffered an emotional blow. A hush fell over the crowd as all eyes turned to her. Elena immediately sensed trouble, wondering what Elyse was up to this time.


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