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    K’s fury was evident as she gestured towards the photo fragments scattered on the floor.


    “Is this what you call a ‘masterpiece’? It’s being ridiculed everywhere! How could you show your face here?”


    Holding his cheek, the designer broke down, tears flooding his face.


    “Miss Wade…”


    “Enough! You are fired! Leave mypany at once!” Kmanded coldly, dismissing him without a trace of sympathy.


    Reeling from the dismissal, the designer stumbled and hurried out of the room.


    K’s anger only grew.


    “Eva! This isn’t over! You will pay for this!”


    The design department director remained silent, cautiously observing.


    K halted suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought.


    “Vivi…” she whispered, her gaze sharpening. “She and Sadie aren’t exactly friends, either.”


    A scheme began to crystallize in her mind.


    She instructed, “Get in touch with Vivi. Tell her I’d like to meet her for lunch tomorrow to talk.”


    The director nodded earnestly and went off to arrange the meeting.


    K gazed out at the evening sky, her lips twisting into a sinister smile.


    “Sadie, just you wait. The real game is about to begin.”


    Meanwhile, Vivi was engrossed in her work at her studio.


    The recent Starlight G had left her frustrated. Eva’s unexpected defense of Sadie at the event had made Vivi feel humiliated.


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    “Damn Eva! Damn Sadie!” she eximed, crumpling a design draft and throwing it into the bin.


    Just then, her assistant entered the room.


    “Miss Quinn, Miss Wade has extended an invitation for lunch.”


    Vivi paused, surprised, then smirked.


    “K wants to see me? Interesting indeed.”


    After a moment’s consideration, Vivi decided to ept the offer. She instructed, “Please tell her I’ll ept her invitation.” The assistant acknowledged with a nod and departed.


    Vivi looked out the window, her expression a mix of contemtion and intrigue as she whispered, “Sadie, K… This will certainly be something to see.”


    The following day, in the secluded elegance of a restaurant’s private room, K and Vivi faced each other.


    “Miss Quinn, so much has been said about you,” Kmented, toasting with a fake smile.


    “You’re very generous with your words, Miss Wade,” Vivi responded, her ss echoing K’s, her eyes alight with keen interest.


    Their sses met with a soft chime before they each indulged in a sip of the rich red wine.


    “Miss Quinn, I presume you’re clear on why we’vee together today,” K said with clear intent.


    “Please, enlighten me,” Vivi answered, her tone steady andposed.


    “Sadie, as it turns out, poses a problem for both of us,” K replied, her voice devoid of warmth.


    Setting her ss aside, Vivi absently adjusted her ring, her eyes seeming to search the distance for answers. She gave a theatrical sigh, affecting a tone of reluctant eptance.


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