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The bright chandelier filled the ballroom of the Grand Hyatt with light. Sarah held her portfolio tightly against her chest. Her heart was beating very fast. Inside the leather folder were the fashion designs she had worked on for three years. She believed they could help her escape poverty and get away from her cruel stepfamily. She had come to the hotel because her boyfriend, Jason, had promised to arrange a meeting between her and a powerful fashion investor. But when Sarah walked through the VIP lounge, she suddenly stopped. Jason was there. He was sitting on a soft sofa with another woman. His arms were around her waist, and they were kissing. Sarah's heart broke. Then the woman pulled away and laughed. Sarah's eyes widened. It was Chloe. Her wealthy stepsister. "Jason, stop. What if someone sees us?" Chloe said with a giggle. She touched his tie. "What if your little charity-case girlfriend comes in?" Jason laughed coldly and pulled Chloe closer. "Sarah? She's a fo

The huge exhibition hall of the National Fashion Gala was filled with important people. Cameras flashed everywhere. Tonight was very important for every designer. The winner of the competition would receive a big prize and a chance to have their clothes sold around the world through Vance Enterprises. Sarah stood in the VIP section, holding the railing lightly. Below her was the long runway where the models would show the clothes. "Nervous?" Adrian asked beside her. He was sitting in his wheelchair and wearing a dark blue suit. His eyes moved across the crowd. "A little," Sarah admitted. She took a deep breath. "Tonight is the deadline. Chloe is showing the collection she stole from me." Sarah's voice became sad. "They came from my mother's final design journals. Watching someone else take credit for my mother's work hurts." "Then use that pain to make you stronger," Adrian said. He looked at her. "My technology team checked the competition's records this afternoon."

The Grand Atrium of the Vance International Textile Gala was filled with beautiful fabrics and important people. Silk, cashmere, and other expensive materials were displayed everywhere. The most powerful people in the fashion world had come to compete for the best fabrics. For Sarah, this was more than just a social event. It was the beginning of her first major fashion collection with the Vance family. Sarah walked beside Adrian's motorized wheelchair. She wore a beautiful ivory jumpsuit that she had designed herself. Its unusual neckline and sharp design made many people look at her with interest. "The most important fabric here tonight is the Starlight Brocade," Adrian said. His deep voice was easy to hear even with the music playing. "It is a special silk made by one of the best textile factories in Milan." He pointed toward the shining fabric. "Only one fashion house will get the right to use it exclusively this season." Sarah's eyes brightened. "If I get that fabri

The morning sun shone through the windows of Vance Enterprises, but the boardroom was filled with tension.Sarah sat at the long table with her back straight. She wore a neat charcoal pantsuit and a silk blouse. She looked confident and ready to fight.Across from her sat Victoria and her brother, Uncle Marcus, a senior member of the Vance board.Adrian sat at the head of the table.He was back in his wheelchair, wearing the same cold expression everyone knew.No one looking at him would ever believe that only a few hours earlier, he had been standing in front of Sarah in the moonlight.Sarah was the only one who knew his secret.Every time their eyes met, she remembered what she had seen.“Let’s not waste time,” Marcus said.He threw a thick financial file onto the table.“Adrian, your decision to put money into this new Vance Fashion House is a serious risk. Sarah’s family company, Lin & Co., went bankrupt last week. She has no money, no powerful family name, and her name is connect

The drive back from the warehouse felt like a dream to Sarah.She sat in the back of the Rolls-Royce, holding her portfolio so tightly that her fingers hurt.Jason’s words kept repeating in her mind.“Adrian’s mother was the one who personally tore up the check.”If Jason was telling the truth, Sarah’s marriage was no longer just a business deal.She had married into the very family she believed had caused her mother’s death.When the elevator doors opened at the penthouse, Sarah stepped out.The room was filled with the warm light of the setting sun.Adrian was sitting near the large windows.His wheelchair was beside him.On the glass table was a thick brown folder.Adrian did not turn around when Sarah entered.“The Starlight Brocade shipment was safe,” he said.“My team watched the warehouse cameras after Jason left.”Then he looked at her.“You look pale, Sarah.”Sarah said nothing.She walked toward him slowly.Her boots made sharp sounds against the floor.Then she stopped in f