Chapter 402
Niamh meant every word.
Lana wasn’t exactly a kid anymore.
Back when she lacked the connections and experience, there was little Niamh could do. But now, with a growing reputation and a bit of clout in the jewelry design world, Niamh found herself genuinely considering setting Lana up with someone.
Lana, however, just waved away the suggestion.
for
“Oh, come on. Your crowd is all high society now–who among them would go someone like me? Besides, I have zero interest in spoiled trust fund babies.”
She said it with conviction, but as she caught her reflection in the mirror, all dressed up in that evening gown, she couldn’t help the small flutter of hope in her
chest.
Maybe, looking like this, she really could turn a few heads tonight.
With a deep breath, Lana made up her mind and bought the silver sequin dress, though she insisted on paying for it herself.
“I’m not friends with you for your money, and now that you’ve started your own company, you need to watch your spending.”
Niamh understood Lana was looking out for her. She shot a quick look over at
Vivian.
Vivian caught on immediately and only charged Lana a token amount, insisting the dress was on special.
After their cheerful shopping spree, the two were about to leave when their path was blocked before they could even reach the door.
“Niamh…”
Marina stood there, breathless, eyes blazing as she stared at Niamh.
It was the middle of winter, and Marina clearly owned a car, yet she was drened in sweat, face flushed, panting hard–she must have run all the way here.
The moment Lana recognized her, her expression darkened. She stepped protectively in front of Niamh, as if afraid Marina might cause trouble.
“It’s fine, Lana.”
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Niamh gave Lana’s shoulder a reassuring pat before stepping out from behind her. Whatever Marina wanted, she wasn’t about to let Lana play bodyguard.
Marina’s glare was a mix of anger, resentment, and humiliation.
“Niamh, who gave you the right to revoke my membership from the Jewelers‘ Guild?”
Her fists clenched tighter as her fury grew.
Just an hour ago, Marina had received a call from her assistant: a batch of premium gemstones she’d ordered had been canceled by the supplier. The factory only worked with Guild members, and though she’d booked the order as a member, she no longer qualified. The supplier’s refusal didn’t breach their contract.
The news hit Marina like a punch to the gut.
She had ten bespoke clients lined up, each project requiring those stones. Without this shipment, she couldn’t deliver on time–and that meant breach of contract.
In a panic, Marina had scrambled to find out what happened, eventually learning exactly who had revoked her Guild status.
It had taken every connection she had to track down Niamh’s whereabouts. To make matters worse, her car broke down en route, and terrified Niamh would leave before she could confront her, Marina had run the rest of the way, legs nearly giving out beneath her.
Niamh regarded Marina’s disheveled appearance and shrugged with a half–smile.
“I’m the president of the Guild now. If I want to revoke someone’s membership, I
can.”
Marina was dumbstruck.
She’d expected excuses or at least some attempt to justify it, but Niamh’s bluntness left her speechless.
“You-”
She was at a loss for words.
Niamh turned to leave with Lana, but Marina blocked their way again.
“Ms. Thornton, if you keep harassing me, I’ll be calling the police.”
“Niamh, you can’t do this! This is a personal vendetta!”
Marina nearly shouted, “You can’t sabotage me just because Jonathan loves,me
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Niamh and Marina locked eyes.
instead of you!”
