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Chapter 107

“Not a lot of people from the younger generation know his name. It’s nothing weird.” It was something her mother had told her when she was a child. Her mother had started becoming a designer because she loved Dila’s work. She had wanted to use the gothic style to prove that dark jewelry, just like vintage jewelry, had its unique charm. Willow bit her lip. ‘Annoying Maisie, why would she talk about a dead man? She’s just jealous that my designs are trending.’ “Yes, old Mr. Dila passed away when he was young. I just got into this business not long ago, so I just never made the connection.” Willow pretended to look sorry. Maisie raised her brow. “That’s weird then. If you don’t even know about old Mr. Dila, where did you get your gothic inspiration from?” Willow’s face slowly became stiff. The people around them seemed to be interested in Willow’s answer. The two socialites looked at Willow. Willow’s hands curled into fists, and she couldn’t wait to tear up Maisie’s mouth. I

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