Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception

Chapter 100

Linda sat across from Colton, her expression poised and confident, though there was an eager light in her

eyes.

She had dressed carefully for this meeting, wearing a tailored ivory blouse and a skirt that subtly showcased her own design aesthetic–sophisticated, yet modern.

She knew this was her chance to impress him, to gain his recognition, and she wasn’t about to waste it.

“I’ve always admired your work, Mr. Colton,” Linda began smoothly, her voice laced with admiration. “Your influence on contemporary fashion is undeniable. I’ve been following your collections since I started my own brand, and I must say, your vision is unparalleled.”

Colton listened, his face unreadable.

He appreciated talent, but he also valued sincerity and depth.

Compliments were expected, but they rarely impressed him.

“That’s flattering,” he said, setting down his wine glass.

“But admiration doesn’t equate to understanding. Fashion isn’t just about designing beautiful pieces; it’s about interpreting the world through fabric, anticipating movement, understanding culture.”

Linda nodded, determined not to let his detached demeanor shake her.

“I understand that completely,” she insisted, reaching into her bag and pulling out a sleek portfolio.

She laid it open on the table, revealing sketches and photographs of her latest designs.

my most recent collection. I focused on a fusion of vintage silhouettes with modern, eco–conscious materials.

his keen

well–constructed, and

gently and met her gaze. “You have talent, Linda. No doubt about that. But talent

for the first time. “What do you

Colton explained. “Your designs show skill, but they don’t speak. Fashion is

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It has to resonate, to tell a story beyond trends. Right now, you’re creating to impress rather than to express.

her mind racing.

had been balancing multiple things–her relationship, launching her brand, networking. Had she been spreading herself too thin?

end of their meeting. “Settle down in the industry first. Find your voice. Maybe then, we can have this conversation again.” He placed a few bills on the table and nodded

that, he walked out, leaving her staring

settled in her chest, but she

critique of her talent.

she had been prioritizing

approached her once Colton was gone. “Don’t take it too hard,” he said calmly. “Colton is… selective. But, if I get another chance, I’ll

him a wry smile. “Thanks,

a while, he’s very picky and has very

suddenly paused.

puzzled,

shook