[EVE]
Hyun composed himself, his trembling hands steadying as he dove into the sketches and fabric samples scattered across his desk. His determination burned brightly now, but the weight of the situation still lingered in the air.
Georgina left the room, her sharp heels echoing in the hallway as she coordinated with the staff, rallying everyone to action.
Meanwhile, I grabbed my phone, already scrolling through my contacts. Desperation clung to me like a second skin. I had no choice but to call in every favor owed, every ally I could think of.
First on my list was Victor. If he had any spare staff—designers, seamstresses, anyone—then now was the time to mobilize them. I needed reinforcements, and I needed them now.
The press had already been notified. Invitations were sent. All eyes were on Hyun's Winter Collection debut on the 20th. There was no turning back, no room for error.
Creation is hard, cheer me up with PS, GT, and gifts.
Thank you all!
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