"Mrs. Wallace, sorry to keep you waiting."
The moment Heather saw Lilah, she clearly froze for a second, then quickly regained composure and greeted her politely.
As she sat down, she couldn't help but sneak another glance. It really caught her off guard—Mrs. Wallace, who already had a three-year-old son, looked unbelievably young and stunning.
"You're right on time, Miss Taylor." Lilah smiled gently.
Just then, a housekeeper came over to pour some tea.
Heather opened her handbag, took out all her certificates, and placed them neatly on the table in front of Lilah.
"These are the certifications I've earned over the years. Please have a look."
Lilah nodded and picked them up to skim through.
As expected, Heather was incredibly accomplished.
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