Playing With Ice

tic during the day. By night, they are illuminated by vibrant city lights, reflecting the district's prosperit

ry fashion brand Freya. The store's exterior is adorned with shimmering platinum walls, with

ilver, and gemstone pieces. Its overall design is understated and elegant, featuri

pened, and Ophelia Whitaker entered carrying two jewelry boxes. The woman sea

he set the jewelry boxes on the coffee table and opened them slowly. As the custom-desi

hind the sofa to clasp it around the woman's fair neck. She followed

cent emerald-green leaves. The combination created a vivid, elegant, and alluring appearance. When full

d her reflection, growing more pleased with each glance. Smil

for your trust," Ophelia rep

g to go upstairs to change. Her gaze swept across the first-floor counter, where she noticed a young woman with a fabric tote bag

ferently shifting her attention toward another customer carrying a F

head, glanced briefly at the glittering

d in this bracelet?" a sof

cate eyebrows, a straight nose, and gentle features that were striking but

ce showing embarrassment. "Oh, no

le, taking out an intricately crafted gold bracelet an

ng woman hesitated but insisted, "No, i

you," Ophelia replied, picking up the bracelet. Her gentle and s

Ophelia praised her. "It's beautiful. This brac

ng way to a bright smile. "Thank you. When I've

Ophelia said

improving staff training," she said. "Don't act like Freya next door-arrogant and dismissive

r nodded i

she had brought. She let down her neatly tied-up hair, allowing it to cascade in its natural, voluminous waves, the ends softly curled for

bag, exited through the back doo

phelia arrived, the night had fallen, and the estate glimmered with res

anizers, Ophelia reached the grand entrance, pre

ed attendees. A symphony orchestra performed in the background while white-gloved server

om, searching for her

la, primarily to help her network and to

in a dark, tailored suit with a jeweled lapel pin. Standing beside him was a woman i

Claret. Finnian reached up to tuck a loose strand of Mariem's hair behind her ear, his gesture nat

gh a lump of cotton had lodged in her t

Kylie suddenly appeared beside her, t

pposite direction. "No, he's busy enter

these days. As a rising director with a box-office success o

ment table and picked up a pie

assing server and sipped it. "So, h

tly nibbled

fame, shouldn't your relati

wn and carefully wiped her mouth with a napkin. Sh

love again. People used to laugh at you for choosing the wrong guy. Once y

people they marry all come from powerful

the prestigious international school they had attended. The school catered to the city's elite, and none

ylie said with a jealous smile. "I'd bette