In the office, Eleanor looked over the sample Faith had just handed her.
An emerald necklace, Faith's own design, built entirely by hand.
Lab-grown emeralds, not natural stones, but the cut still had room to grow. The concept itself, though, genuinely impressed Eleanor, and she said so repeatedly, enough that Faith flushed.
Faith knew her technical skill still fell well short of Eleanor's standards.
Compared to where she'd started, though, the growth was real, and Eleanor made sure to encourage it without letting it go to her head.
"Excuse me, sir, who are you here to see? This is a private office, J Jewelry doesn't take walk-ins."
Nadia, seated closest to the entrance, stood up fast.
She didn't recognize the man who'd just walked in handsome, impeccably dressed, gold-rimmed glasses
