Chapter 110
Chapter 110:
I was at my desk, coffee going cold, the livestream paused on a close-up of Eliza’s necklace. I’d zoomed in.
Violet sashayed over, planted a hip on my desk. “Ha. You couldn’t stop staring at it the other day either. Jealous? Don’t be. If you want tips, just ask. I don’t mind helping you out p>
I ignored her and kept my eyes on the screen.
I didn’t just zoom in on the necklace. I checked the bangle, the ring, the earrings, everything.
The cuts, the clasps, the placement of the stones.
I had definitely seen them before. And they didn’t come from Violet.
Violet hadn’t designed them.
She’d copied every piece.
Not “borrowed,” not “inspired”—straight-up copy-pasted.
The original was from a niche brand based in Antwerp, called Roux & Lune. They didn’t have much of a social media presence and managed barely two or three dozen sales a year.
Their stuff wasn’t trending. Their designer didn’t even show her face.
The business looked more like a pet project for some rich girl with too much time and daddy’s money.
But during uni, my design professor had mentioned the brand in passing.
I’d looked them up that night and bookmarked the whole site.
And I’d followed their updates ever since.
I placed the livestream screenshots of Eliza Black side by side with Roux & Lune’s catalogue photos.
Not one alteration. Violet hadn’t even bothered to change the clasp.
𝙍𝙖𝙬 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤: g𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⨳ⅽ𝗈𝗺
I frowned and turned to her.
She was still smirking, a hip planted smugly on the edge of my desk, looking down at me through her thick lashes.
“Still staring? Babe, I hate to break it to you, but that’s not your name in the post. Eliza picked me, ME. Well, better luck next time p>
“That’s all you have to say for yourself p>
“What else were you expecting?” She pretended to think, then said, “Oh, right, I do have one more thing to say. You know there’s only one spot for the competition next month, right? I’d say it’s mine. Not that you ever had a chance.” She chuckled and swiped at her phone again. “Want me to read out a few of the comments people left under the post? Some of them are actually pretty funny p>
I shook my head. “You’ve got some fucking nerve p>
“What?” Violet blinked, her face scrunching up. “Hey, don’t swear at me just because you’re jealous. I wasn’t expecting a hug from you, but at least show some gratitude. Me becoming famous means Nyx is famous now, and that’s good for everyone here, including you p>