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Chapter 37: Preparing for Return

Author: Evve
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-25 00:14:42

The Maison AVA, the beautiful, sunlit, Parisian fortress, was being executed.

It was a quiet, brutal, and efficient death.

The grand, white-walled atelier, which for five years had been a cocoon of creativity and survival, was now a hollow, echoing shell. The bolts of silk and wool were gone, packed. The state-of-the-art sewing machines were silent, shrouded in plastic. The dress forms, her silent, headless assistants, were wrapped in muslin, standing in a mournful row by the door, ready to be
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