Chapter 132 The Found Sketch

• The grand chandelier above illuminated the entire venue, casting a warm glow over the elegantly dressed guests. They moved through the exhibition, glasses of wine in hand, admiring the meticulously arranged jewelry. Each piece drew a crowd, with people discussing the designs and exchanging opinions, all while subtly networking.
• Adela stood frozen in front of a necklace, her eyes fixed on the dazzling diamonds. She recognized it instantly. It was a design she had created during her second year in the UK—a piece she had been particularly proud of. At the time, she had lost the sketch and, with it, the chance to bring the design to life. Yet here it was, displayed at the Norman Group’s jewelry exhibition, bearing her initials as the designer.
• Lost in thought, Adela suddenly felt a small pair of arms wrap around her legs. She looked down to see Ralph grinning up at her. He had been thrilled to come today, knowing he would get to see her.