She hugged Nollace and cried out loud, “I was so worried about you! You’re finally back!”
Nollace stood in place and let her hold him expressionlessly. His gaze looked dull, and he was also
bewildered by the existence of the Knowles and his parents.
Mrs. Knowles noticed something, let him go slowly, and stroked his cheek with her palm. “Nolly?”
Rick glanced at Tristan. “Uncle, what happened to Nollace?” Tristan put down the teacup. “He has lost
his memory.”
Rick was astonished.
Mrs. Knowles shed tears again and held Noilace in her arms tremblingly. “It’s okay. He’s home now. As
for his memory, he’ll gradually remember everything.”
Back at Bassburgh, at Soul…
Maisie was going through the resumes of the candidates applying for the jewelry designer position,
including their previous creations.
Lucy, who was standing by her side, could see her hesitation. “Ms. Vanderbilt, are you dissatisfied with
these designs?”
Maisie propped her chin against the palm of her hand and frowned. “I’m indeed not very satisfied with
these samples. It just feels like something is missing from them.”
It was said that someone’s workpiece was the best way for other jewelry designers to get to know them.
A workpiece that had been given a certain level of attention would take up a lot of effort, and patience
was also a very important element. Maisie had especially added two extra requirements when she put
out the vacancy.
Firstly, the candidate had to be bold but meticulous, and they must know how to infuse their personal
flavor into their own creations. Secondly, the candidate must be able to handle colored, gothic, and
antique jewelry designs.
However, it was obvious the several workpieces that she had gone through had failed to achieve the
effect she expected to see.
Lucy picked up those samples and skimmed through them. “But I think they look pretty good.”
Maisie smiled. “They do look good, but what I want to see in these pieces is the soul of their creator.”
Lucy wondered. “Their soul?”
Maisie looked at the drawings. “These jewelry pieces all look too common. Let’s put the lack of creativity
aside first, these designs look rough and simple, and there are color-matching problems too. The main
iece mustn’t look more prominent than the other components of the jewelry. Otherwise, the overall look
will give others a dazzling and exaggerated sense of complexity. If that’s the case, the color of the
jewelry will be the only thing that others see, not the soul of the design itself.”
Lucy looked a little confused, and Maisie stared at her. “Have you ever seen a peacock spread its tail?”
Lucy paused for a bit and nodded. “Yes. Maisie added, “There are multiple colors on the peacock’s tail
when it’s opened. There are purple, green, blue, yellow, white, and red, making it look extremely bright
and eye-catching. But it doesn’t look very
cluttered, does it? That’s because the colors spread from the roots of the tail to the tips as if there’s a
gradient. The blue on a peacock’s body is equivalent to the main color of a jewelry piece, while the bright
patterns at the tips of the tail are equivalent to the embellishments.
“So, as you can see, the patterns on the tail of a peacock contrast with the blue of the peacock itself,
while the color of the tail feathers looks relatively duller than these two colors. That’s why it doesn’t
create a conflict between the two main colored elements of the peacock.
Therefore, the color of a peacock when it has its tail spread looks very colorful, but at first glance, the
highlights will still be the blue on the peacock and the patterns on the tips of the tail instead of the whole
bird. The colors that expand from the core only make the color of a peacock appear to be layered. That’s
why the colors can be pleasing to the eye.”
Lucy nodded instantly. “So that’s why.”
Maisie continued to look through all the workpieces and seemed to have found something, and her eyes
were fixed on that design drawing.
The workpiece was a retro, gothic Pisces bracelet. The main body of the bracelet was hollowed out with
carved branches, leaves, and flowers, and the sapphire inlaid in on the fishes’ mouths was definitely an
impeccable finishing touch. She flipped through the resume of the designer of this workpiece and was
surprised by what she found. ‘It turns out to be her?’
Meanwhile, at the Topaz mansion…
Anthony was sitting on the couch drinking tea. He noticed that Naomi had just returned from outside and
was standing at the entrance, taking off her shoes. “Naomi, you’ve just recovered. Why don’t you take it
slow in order for your body to recuperate?”
Naomi walked to the couch. “I only want to go out and have a look.”
Anthony put the teacup down and asked all of a sudden, “Are you still willing to go back to the music
academy and continue with your studies? If so, I can help you contact the academy.”
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