Chapter Ten

Cora’s POV

“Ms. White Claw, we have the results from our tests back–”

I whirl away from Cody, holding up two dresses on their hangers and comparing them. “Summarize for me.”

Cody sucks in a breath. “Nothing we’re producing shows any dip in quality, and the factory has no negative news to report. We’ve maintained the same level of quality since we started producing the Black Moon Pack’s goods–in fact, we’ve gotten even better with production over the years, and we’re currently sitting at an all-time high in terms of efficient and skillful production. We produce well-made items for reasonable prices, and we’re damn good at it. Simply put, there’s no reason for Pack Black Moon to cease production with us. In fact, it’s detrimental for them to even try.”

“Lovely.” I drop both the dresses and press my fingers to my temples. So it’s definitely me, then. “Thank you, Cody.”

“Of course, Ms. White Claw. Is there anything else you need from me?”

“That’s everything.”