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In the photo, she wore a simple white event t-shirt with the competition slogan printed across the chest. Her long hair was tied back in a low ponytail, and she was turning her head to chat with a fellow judge, a refreshing, gentle smile playing on her lips.
The afternoon sun illuminated her profile, highlighting her delicate and soft features. A shallow dimple appeared on one side of her cheek as she smiled, radiating a clean, dazzling aura.
Most of the surrounding judges were middle-aged, balding men. Standing in the middle of that crowd, she looked more like a female celebrity walking the red carpet, yet the caption glaringly labeled her as a top algorithm engineer, maximizing the contrast.
The comments were overwhelmingly focused on her as well.
"Is this Ms. Sophia?"
"She is stunning. She's a tech titan, but her radiant complexion puts celebrities to shame."
"How can average celebrities even compare? That kind of elegance is cultivated through deep intellect."
Killian's gaze remained coldly nailed to the photo. His mouse lingered on the image, and he didn't absorb a single word of the hundreds of comments below it.
After a long moment, as if losing control, he clicked download and saved the picture.
It was past eight when Jillian got home. Judith, Lydia, and Stella were all sitting at the dining table waiting for her, the food untouched.
"I told you guys you didn't have to wait for me. You should have eaten first."
Judith smiled and said, "We weren't waiting specifically for you. Stella took Lydia and me out for a stroll this afternoon, and it took a bit longer to get back. She even got you a present."
"Stella, hurry up and bring out the bracelet you bought for your mom."
Stella stepped forward holding a delicate jewelry box and pulled out a fine, elegant bracelet. "Here you go, Mom. It's for you."
Jillian smiled and reached out to take it. "It's not a holiday or my birthday. Why the sudden gift?"
"I saw it while we were shopping and knew it would look amazing on you," Stella said, shaking her own wrist to show off a matching piece. "I got one too. We're matching now."
"That's so sweet of you. We'll have to go pick one out for Grandma and Great-Nana another day."



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