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65: The bitter taste in the middle of the champagne

Author: Meminger
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-30 22:09:13
Fiona POV

The whole hall seemed to vibrate in a way I had never felt before.

Every time a buyer raised their hand and shouted huge numbers, one hundred and fifty thousand pieces for Europe, two hundred thousand for Asia, three million dollars in pre-sale just in the first hour, Pierre let out a muffled little scream behind me, Mia squeezed my hand so hard it almost hurt and Orlando had already lost count of how many glasses of champagne he had drunk just from pure happiness.

I exchanged looks with them, trying to keep that professional smile we learn in marketing college, but inside I wanted to jump, scream, cry, hug everyone, all at the same time.

It was happening. After so much struggle, sleepless nights, doors slammed in my face, blatant sabotage, the Empower Female Sport line was selling out right there, in front of my eyes.

I had never felt so alive, so myself.

We had done it.

Until Paul Skinner showed up beside me, like a dark cloud in the middle of a blue sky. Champagne g
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