Chapter 1611


    "Hello, Rory, I''ve heard so much about you," Arabe nodded to him with a slight dip of her head.


    She''d caught wind of Rory''s reputation.


    The high-end brands that the public often saw, like LV and Dior, were considered luxury brands.


    However, true top-tier luxury lied in haute couture, which wasparable to the Rolls-Royce within the


    realm of luxury items.


    Typically, only royalty, top-tier tycoons, superstar celebrities, and the wives and daughters of political


    figures could afford such exclusivity.


    Haute couture was the most special, the most professional, and thus, the most expensive.


    Rory''s brand, BT, hailed from the esteemed Belloria, a name that resonated with international acim.


    Year after year, it ranked in the top five at the world''s premier luxury goods research institutions.


    Politicians, celebrities from across the globe adored BT.


    The tailored suits BT crafted for them made them appear more tasteful, more unique, and they exuded


    an unmatched presence.


    That''s why the brand was so beloved.


    Arabe herself was a fashion designer, so she understood that these brands'' custom pieces weren''t


    just avable to anyone with deep pockets. The brands would assess the local prestige of a potential


    client''s family, extending invites only to those who met their criteria. Should a client ept, designers


    would personally take measurements and tailor clothes specifically for them. Clients were expected to


    spend anywhere from 1 million to 10 million annually to maintain their exclusive status.


    So, looking around, there were at least seven or eight brand designers whose families likely spent up to


    ten million dors a year on haute couture alone.


    "Hello, Arabe, I''m Eudora, the lead designer at CR. It''s a pleasure to meet you," Eudora said as she


    reached out for a handshake, secretly marveling at Arabe''s beauty.


    Arabe had an air different from the daughters of the financial elite; she possessed an unsullied and


    serene aura, as if the winter''s snowkes melted in her eyes, captivating and exuding an irresistible


    purity.


    "Hello," Arabe returned the handshake.


    CR''s roots dug deep into Nova Haven''s history, spanning a century, specializing in women''s couture.


    It''s beloved by the wives and daughters of many magnates, female members of various royal families,


    celebrities, and socialites. CR''s clothing stood for the pinnacle of fashion and taste, and wearing them


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    was akin to donning masterpieces.


    "Ms. Be, I''m Donna, the creative director and lead designer at EV Jewelry. Please, just call me


    Donna."


    "You''re too modest. Your reputation precedes you, and I''m thrilled to meet you today," Arabe


    responded, shaking her hand.


    One by one, the designers introduced their brands and roles, and Arabe greeted each, exchanging


    contact information. Louisa then had her staff bring in the afternoon tea and pastries, encouraging them


    to discuss while enjoying the treats.


    CR''s designer, Eudora, inquired earnestly about Arabe''s everyday fashion preferences, her needs for


    the uing holidays, the styles she fancied, and the fabrics she preferred.


    Another women''s couture brand, QZ, listened intently to Arabe''s thoughts.


    Thoughcking a storied history, QZ surpassed even luxury brands in haute couture poprity. From


    its meteoric rise, it had captivated high society, and by coborating with premier couture brand, it had


    firmly grasped the hearts of the most elite consumers.


    The other designers were busy consulting Keh and Louisa''s preferences, sketching outlines of


    garments on tablets, adding sshes of color, and seeking their satisfaction with the designs, asking


    what needed tweaking.