Fortune sat in the very front row, a perfectly polished smile on his lips and eyes full of affection as he watched Sienna. She met his gaze for a heartbeat before turning her attention to the laptop in front of her.

“Now, I’ll be showing everyone the full range of our Evergreen Collection,” Sienna announced, pressing the remote in her hand. The screen behind her lit up with the basics.

Even if it was copied, Sienna had made a few tweaks here and there–after all, she was a designer, and her sense of aesthetics wasn’t entirely lacking. But maybe she hadn’t truly grasped the heart of this collection; the result was stiff, awkward, like sticking an emerald label on a single pearl.

Queenie watched, stone–faced, as the jewelry she and her team had slaved over–countless nights, countless drafts–had been butchered and shamelessly paraded around. To say she wasn’t upset would be a lie. This wasn’t just her effort; it was the work of her entire studio, and this particular concept carried a special meaning for her.

Sensing the shift in Queenie’s mood, Alessia reached over and gently patted her hand, offering silent comfort.

Drawing a shaky breath, Queenie blinked, then flashed Alessia a grateful smile.

One by one, the pieces were presented. Soon enough, the baseline designs had all been shown.

to the classic pieces, Evergreen–the main feature of this collection–is

Sienna’s wrist, her neck, and the

designer looked like; they just wanted to see whether the products

the Evergreen Collection. If

room,

had she finished speaking than half a dozen journalists shot their

one at random, and a

I’m

Lane.” Sienna nodded

called Evergreen–does the name carry any

fade, but her

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