The scented sachet was similar to the handkerchief, be it the embroidery technique, the shape of the word embroidered, or even the color.

Could it be that… the woman was Alice Chapman, and Ashlyn… is her daughter?

Nicholas stared at Ashlyn in disbelief. His heart had not pounded so wildly in many years.

Caleb perceptively sensed something amiss with his brother beside him. He appears… nervous? Why is that? Why would he be nervous?

As Bianca asked about the person who embroidered the handkerchief right then, Caleb could not help taking a step forward.

Just when he was about to speak, the president of Aureate Embroidery Group, the largest company in Maredania, Seraphina Young, stepped into the hall with a gift in hand. The moment she entered the hall, she noticed the strange atmosphere there.

Seraphina was a middle-aged woman of about forty years old, but she maintained her looks well. In a sapphire blue dress, she looked graceful and elegant.

She went over to Bianca and Ashlyn in her high heels. “This is my gift for you, Old Mrs. Yates. This year…” Before she had finished her utterance, she inadvertently glimpsed Ashlyn beside Bianca.

Ashlyn and grabbed her hand. “Why are you here, Ashlyn? Gosh, Ashlyn! Why

was

Embroidery Group was no ordinary company. Its president, Seraphina, was on the same level of eminence as Leslie, a renowned embroiderer in Maredania. Also, she founded Aureate Embroidery Group single-handedly. Rumor even had it

very close

aside, she was inextricably linked with the entire aristocratic circle of Maredania. Maredania’s aristocrats considered it an honor to be able to wear

was acting exceedingly familiar with

here to celebrate Old Mrs. Yates’ birthday,

excitement and enthusiasm, Ashlyn’s expression remained unchanged. However, one could tell that

expression she only showed in front of people whom she was

Old Mrs. Yates? How impressive!” Seraphina led Ashlyn over to Bianca before opening the gift box she brought, revealing an exquisitely embroidered shawl

embroidered by

in disbelief. The base color of the shawl was cream. Graceful and elegant

the latter snap back to her senses and promptly

say? Ashlyn can embroider? This shawl… Such

bloomed on Seraphina’s face, and her voice carried great pride. “She’s Aureate Group’s top master embroiderer, far more skilled than me. In fact, the emblem representing our country on the clothes our president

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