Chapter 116
Chapter 116:
But then Octavia posted on her personal account.
It was a selfie from the dinner Ashton set up, with just her and me.
The caption read: “My jewelry plug @MVanceJewels” (thumbs-up emoji, heart emoji, rose emoji). The comments exploded.
“OG finally posted. She looks unreal p>
“Who’s the girl next to her? Is she an actress p>
“Jewelry designer, apparently. Her stuff looks good p>
“Gorgeous and talented. Following immediately p>
“OG always finds the best stuff. This is better than anything I’ve seen from the big names lately p>
I scrolled past a few more.
The follower count shot past ten thousand in a matter of seconds.
“Mirabelle!” Savannah’s voice cracked. “When you said you were doing pieces for someone, did you mean Octavia Grey p>
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me p>
“I did, remember? Just forgot to mention her name.” It felt premature to brag.
Savannah shot forward, grabbed my hand. “She’s way bigger than Eliza. If I’d known p>
“You were working with her, I’d have gone straight to her team myself p>
“You didn’t need to p>
Violet interrupted, “Vanna, Mirabelle’s part of Nyx Collective. She’s not supposed to take jobs on the side p>
Savannah whipped her head around. “Shut it. You’re the one who messed up. You dragged us into that mess p>
𝙉𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙩
Violet’s face went blotchy. Her mouth opened like she wanted to talk back, but she didn’t. She stood there, breathing through her nose, chest rising fast.
Savannah turned back to me, all smiles again. “Post something. Say you’re with Nyx. Just a quick tag. Let people know we’ve got talent p>
She blinked. “What p>
“I said no p>
She gripped my hand harder. “Come on, Mira. We need buzz, especially now. Just this once. Do us a favor p>
I locked my phone and put it face down on the table.
“She caused the damage. That’s not my bill to pay. Even if I post, even if people see I work here, what does that change? Violet still copied someone else’s design. People don’t forget that easily. All the post will do is show that I work with a plagiarist p>
Savannah stared at my phone, but she didn’t reach for it. She wasn’t Violet. “Mirabelle. You post now, I’ll give you the Aureate slot. No contest. Straight to you. Deal p>
That gave me pause.