บท 82: UNEXPECTED BOND

Dahlia sat at her desk, her fingers dancing across the keys of her sleek laptop. The message she was typing held a weight that seemed to reverberate through the room as she hit send. "Thank you." She wrote, her gratitude flowing effortlessly through the digital ether to Anton Miller.

As the soft ping of the sent message filled the air, the door to her office swung open, and in stepped Gael, his eyes alight with excitement. Dahlia looked up, her brow furrowed in curiosity.

"Good news." He exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. "Some famous influencers just called to request invitations to the fashion week. Some even asked if they can start promoting it on their various platforms."

"Really?" Dahlia's voice held a subtle note of disbelief as a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She couldn't believe that interest was already brewing, even before they had officially launched their promotional campaign.