Once the doctor left, Devyn settled the bill, her heart sinking as she eyed the diminishing bnce on her bank card.


    Faced with this dilemma, she wondered what she could possibly do next.


    Her online shop was in its infancy, requiring a substantial injection of capital.


    Moreover, her mother’s illness demanded urgent attention, and the hundred thousand from Elizabeth fell short.


    A shiver ran down Devyn’s spine as she contemted the bleak road ahead.


    Surveying her mother’s room, Devyn recognized only one viable option: finish Ste’s idea as soon as possible, her sole chance at getting the necessary funds.


    As evening fell, Devyn made her way straight to the studio.


    With determination in her eyes, she powered up theputer, plugged in the USB drive, and opened the replicated content.


    Struggling initially, she gritted her teeth and picked up the brush, tranting Ste’s words into strokes on the canvas.


    Midway through the painting, Devyn found herself once again in awe of Ste’s talent.


    Ste’s ideas, expressed in words, carried a depth that surpassed Devyn’s own efforts.


    Despite her reluctance to cheat, the thought of her mother’s suffering pushed Devyn to persevere.


    Things progressed smoothly until she reached the heart of Ste’s concept.


    Despite reading it repeatedly, Devyn struggled to grasp Ste’s essence.


    In terms of design, Devyn knew she couldn’t match Ste’s skills, let alone replicate her ideas.


    Understanding Ste’s vision proved to be a daunting task.


    Yet, failing to capture the essence of Ste’s design would render her efforts meaningless, leaving her feeling like a fraud.


    With each passing moment, Devyn’s anxiety grew, her mind racing for a solution.


    Clutching the ballpoint pen tightly, she racked her brain, searching desperately for a way forward.


    What could she do now?


    Devyn pondered deeply, but she couldn’te up with a solution.


    Frustrated, she let her pen fall from her grasp.


    She hesitated to reach out to Ste.


    After a moment, Devyn recalled a certain man.Content rights by N?velDr//ama.Org.


    Fetching her phone, she found the number.


    Yet, just as she was about to dial, she hesitated once more.


    giarism was the ultimate taboo in the design world.


    Could he really assist her?


    After a brief moment of hesitation, she dialed the number out of necessity.