bIn /bbthe /bbathroom, Willow sshed bcold /bwater on her faceb, /btrying bto /bcool her overheated skin.

She stared at her reflection in the mirrorb, /bmomentarily dazed.

The woman looking bback /bat her felt almost unfamiliar. Her hair was tousled, her bsoft /bskin was nearly glowing, and her lips were slightly swollen from Julian’s

bkisses/bb. /b

Willow reached up and touched her bface/b. Was this really her?

Since then, life at Grandview Manor turned out to be better than she had expected.

Julian had kept his promise. Willow received the 500 million dors in bcash/b, along with ba /bb5/b% stake in Neb bGroup/b. His decision caused an uproar within the Ziegler family. Even his parents couldn’t understand it.

But Julian bore the weight of it all.

He treated Willow well–too well. He didn’t force her bto /bsleep with himb, /bbas /bif giving her time bto /badjust.

He often called to have meals with herb, /bthough sometimes he would break his promises.

Willow never asked where he went or who he was bwith/b. Just as they had agreed from the startb, /bshe was here for the money and the doctorb, /bnot for love.

Meanwhile, Grace’s surgery n was nearly finalized.

As for her career, Willow had never put it on hold. Everything continued to move forward, bjust /bas she had nned.

A weekterb, /bthe day of Timothy’s banquet arrived.

Julian had an important meeting bthat /bmorningb, /bso he arranged for Esther to bring ba /bstyling team to Grandview Manor to help Willow prepare.

The Zieglers were wealthy, and the team wasb, /bof courseb, /bthe best.

Upon arriving at the vi, Esther couldn’t help but feel ba /bbsense /bof aweb. /b

She hadn’t expected Willow to return to Julian’s side bso /bsoon. More importantly, Willow hadn’t begged bto /be back. Julian had paid a steep price to bring her

homeb. /b

A 5% stake in Neb Group bwas /bban /bastronomical fortune. Yet, Willow didn’t seem the bleast /bbit bpleased/b.

bir /bled the team upstairsb, /bsmiling as bthey /bwalked. “Mrs. Ziegler is reading in the lounge. These days, bif /bshe’s bnot /bbat /bbthe /bbhospital/bb, /bshe’s here at home with her bbooks/b. She has beven /bgained ba /blittle weight.”

Esther mused bto /bbherself/b. bIt /bseemed Willow truly no longer cared for power.

bir /bdirected them to a private dressing room before heading off to inform Willow.

bFive /bminutester, Willow arrived. She bwore /bba /bbsoft /bpink silk brobe/bb. /bHer hair fell bloosely /bover one shoulder. She had no makeup bon/bb, /byet her skin was smooth and

luminousb. /b

Esther immediately noticed the bdifference/bb. /b

bIn /bbjust /bba /bshort time, Willow’s sharp edge had faded. bNow/bb, /bshe looked gentleb, /blike ba /bbnoblewoman /bbkept /bin quiet bluxury/b.

bHowever/b, her bmethods /bhad probably not bsoftened /bin the slightest.

Willow smiled bfaintly/b.

She had balways /bbeen bbeautiful/bb, /bbbut /bwhen she smiled like thatb, /bbit /bwas bmesmerizing/b.

The bstylist /bbtook /ban instant liking bto /bher and beagerly /bbintroduced /bthe bhigh/bb–/bend bdresses /bshe had bbrought/b. bAmong /bbthem/b, she bstrongly /bbrmended /bba /bwhite evening

bdress/b.

Willow’s fingers bbrushed /blightly bover /bbthe /bfabric.

She had her beye /bbon /bba /bbeaded bdress /bbfrom /bbMusemarry/bb, /bba /bbrand bby /bba /brising bdesigner/b.

It was ban /bbintricately /bcrafted bstrapless /bdress, byered /bbwith a /bbmatching /bsheer bcape/bb. /bThe three bfasteners /bbwere /bantique ss pearls, giving bit /bba /bvintage elegance bwith /ban ethereal touch.

The stylist was stunned.

It was as if this dress had been made bfor /bbWillow/bb. /bOnly someone with bher /bslender figure bcould /bcarry bit /bbso /beffortlessly.

The bstylist /badored beautiful womenb. /b

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In the bathroom, Willow sshed cold water on her face, trying to cool her overheated skin.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, momentarily dazed

The woman looking back at her felt almost unfamiliar. Her hair was tousled, her soft skin was nearly glowing, and her lips were slightly swollen from Julian’s kisses

Willow reached up and touched her face. Was this really her?

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Since then, life at Grandview Manor turned out to be better than she had expected.

Julian had kept his promise. Willow received the 500 million dors in cash, along with a 5% stake in Neb Group. His decision caused an uproar within the Ziegler family Even his parents couldn’t understand it.

But Julian bore the weight of it all.

He treated Willow well too well. He didn’t force her to sleep with him, as it giving her time to adjust

He often called to have meals with her, though sometimes he would break his promises.

Willow never asked where he went or who he was with just as they had agreed from the start, she was here for the money and the doctor, not for love.

Meanwhile, Grace’s surgery n was nearly finalized.

As for her career, Willow had never put it on hold. Everything continued to move forward, just as she had nned.

A weekter, the day of Timothy’s banquet arrived.

Julian had an important meeting that morning, so he arranged for Esther to biling a styling team to Grandview Manor to help Willow prepare.

The Zieglers were wealthy, and the team was, of course, the best.

Upon arriving at the vi, Esther couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe.

She hadn’t expected Willow to return to Julian’s side so soon. More importantly, Willow hadn’t begged toe back, Jultan had paid a steep price to bring her home.

A 5b% /bstake in Neb Group was an astronomical fortune. Yet, Willow didn’t seem the least bit pleased.

ir led the team upstairs, smiling as they walked, “Mrs. Ziegler is reading in the lounge. These days, if she’s not at the hospital, she’s here at home with her books. She has even gained a little weight.”

Esther inused to herself. It seemed Willow truly no longer cared for power.

ir directed them to a private dressing room before heading off to inform Willow.

Five minutester, Willow arrived. She wore a soft pink silk robe. Her hair fell loosely over one shoulder. She had no makeup on, yet her skin was smooth and

luminousb. /b

Esther immediately noticed the difference.

In just a short time, Willow’s sharp edge had faded. Now, she looked gentle, like a noblewoman kept in quiet luxury.

However, her methods had probably not softened in the slightest.

Willow smiled faintly.

She had always been beautiful, but when she smiled like that, it was mesmerizing.

The stylist took an instant liking to her and eagerly Introduced the high end dresses she had brought. Among them, she strongly rmended a white evening

dress.

Willow’s fingers brushed lightly over the fabric.

She had her eye on a beaded dress from Musemarry, a brand by a rising designer.

It was an intricately crafted strapless dress,yered with a matching sheer cape. The three fasteners were antique ss pearls, giving it a vintage elegance with an ethereal touch

The stylist bwas /bstunned.

It bwas /bas if this dress had been made for Willow. Only someone with her slender figure could carry it so effortlessly.

The stylist adored beautiful women.

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She praised Willow’s beauty while styling her hair. She wove thin braids into Willow’s hair, pinning them into an elegant updo that exposed her slender neck. A touch of powder was all she needed to enhance her natural beauty.

As bfor /bjewelry, the stylist refused to let anything overpower the dress.

Just when Willow was admiring herself in the mirror, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

The rhythmic sound of leather shoes echoed through the room. A steady,posed, aristocratic pace.

Then, in the mirror, Julian’s reflection appeared.

His eyes deepened as he took in Willow’s beauty. Stepping behind her, he wrapped an arm around her waist without the slightest regard for the others present. ” You look good in thisb./bb” /b

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