The next morning, I made a point to miss breakfast with Alexander.When I got to the office, I went straight to my personal design studio.Alexander had set up this space for me when he was trying to get me to stay, a special studio inside the brand's headquarters. It was where I kept all my design awards and portfolios from over the years.But when I pushed open the door, I froze. It was like I'd been struck by lightning.All the trophies and certificates in the glass display case were gone. Vanished.The design posters I'd drawn by hand, which used to hang on the walls, had been replaced with cheap, generic portraits.But what made my blood boil was seeing Victoria sitting in my chair.My design sketches were spread out in front of her. A latte sat on the desk beside her. She looked lazy, relaxed, like she owned the place.When she saw me, a flash of panic crossed her face, but she quickly put on that signature innocent look."Evelyn, you're here. Alex said I could work in here fo
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