Novel & Cerita Billionaire Fashion Designers

She had survived worse mornings than this. Katherine, Thea, and Hailey arrived at Modan Luxury Store, a renowned haven for high-end fashion in the far side of Willow Haven. Known for its exclusive designer brands like Giorgio Armani, Roberto Cavalli, and Missoni, the store was a symbol of opulence and sophistication.

she shrink in her head. The paparazzi cameras flashed continously and Vine stood awkwardly in front of them. She flashed her award winning smile as a female reporter in a tight red dress hurried towards her and... walked right passed her. It took a few seconds for reality to set in. All cameras were in fact focused on the captivating man standing just behind Vine. Nathaniel Ross Jnr, grandson of the multi billionaire and business tycoon Nathaniel Ross. Nathaniel Ross Jnr popularly known as Nate, apart from being the billionaire's spoilt grandson, was also a very successful movie director. He had directed many movies which always had a playboy as the main character. The media had written sev

" I'll put in more effort to ensure that he attends school. He is disappointed to watch his buddies go to school while he stays at home and does nothing. Miranda's brow furrowed and she said, " You've done everything you can for him." Claudia grumbled. " He's a member of the family." We are a family, and we must support one another. "I'm hoping to get employed as CEO Templeton's personal assistant." Miranda grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The Templetons brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and ruthless, according to rumors." Claudia gave her opinion. "Yes, I am aware. The Nasty Billionaires are their name. I'm hoping I don't see them because I'm

Someone, he can easily divorce when his beloved appears. He walked toward them nonchalantly. Their gaze locked for a moment, and he stared back at her as she continued to stare at him. it was as if she was just seeing him for the first time and that didn't seem well with him. He couldn't believe there was someone in the country who was ignorant of him. Damon Willy is the world's most famous designer ever. He is known in the country for his good looks and cold attitude that most ladies consider sexy. And a hottie billionaire workaholic.

"One of the most influential figures in modern luxury fashion." Even the Moretti brothers visibly reacted now. Because everyone knew that name. Everyone. The fashion empire that ruled elite society. The mysterious designer whose work politicians, royalty, celebrities, billionaires, and crime syndicates all wore. A brand so exclusive even getting invited to buy from them was considered status. Bee. The room erupted instantly. "Oh my God." "No fucking way..." "Bee is HERE?!" "That's impossible!" Even Lucien looked genuinely shocked. Victor straightened immediately. "Bee?"

"I started producing different categories of clothes from scratch. Learning to sew, to design, to understand fabric. Down to accessories like wrist watches, shoes, sunglasses and more under my name - Liliana's Grandeur Brand. Built it from nothing." "It took years for my brand to come into the limelight. Sleepless nights, rejected designs, empty bank accounts. Now here's the secret that nobody knows: my brand is worth billions of dollars. I have a lot of fashion stores not just in Vegas, but worldwide. Paris, Milan, Tokyo, New York."

Speaking of Liusu Clothing, Ye Qing's eyes lit up and she said, "In fact, the super-rich generally would not buy brand clothing. They usually find special designers for tailor-made clothes. "Liusu Clothing is the best on the market. It's no exaggeration to say that more than half of the rich people in the capital have tailor-made clothes from there." Qin Haodong looked at his suit and said, "Oh! I see. She's really good at making clothes. This suit is quite comfortable." "Of course. Xi Youmi is the owner of Liusu Clothing, and she is also the top fashion designer. She has won awards many times at the Paris fashion festival. Do you think the clothes she makes can be bad?"

I was flipping through a fabric catalogue when two junior designers breezed in, all glossy hair and excitement, their laughter echoing off the walls. “Did you see him this morning?” one of them asked breathlessly. “Soren Bellandi?” the other replied, dropping her tote. “Of course I did. He got out of a black sedan and walked in like he owned the sky.” They laughed, that bright, nervous kind of laughter people use when they’re half in awe, half in fantasy. I didn’t look up, but I listened. “I looked him up,” the first one said. “His father runs Bellandi Holdings in Europe. His mother used to be a couture legend in Milan. He’s practically fashion royalty.”

Jason, in the middle of his bluster, was briefly stunned after hearing that. He recognized the man before him—Benjamin Linn, a major player in the fashion industry. His year-end live streams from selling clothes alone could rake in 100 million dollars in a single day. Benjamin had an uncanny knack for spotting talent. Any fashion designer with even a flicker of potential was immediately swept up by him, leaving his rivals to scramble for scraps. He had even poached several fashion designers Jason had been eyeing.

REBECCA'S POV "Anything you need, Miss Belmont," Alyssa nodded. What amazed me was that there was not even a single hint of hesitation in her eyes. I smiled—she was learning fast. "I noticed that the top designers, most of them seem to be from affluent families. Why is that?" Alyssa sighed and slowly helped me rest my back in one of the seats. "Ma'am, you may not know this, but Sterling Fashion House is a nightmare, especially when you don't have money and connections or you're not ready to sell..." Alyssa's voice wavered, swallowing hard, the lump in her throat visible.