At Forrester Creations, every choice echoes through boardrooms, bedrooms, and battlefields of fashion. But this—this wasn’t just another rivalry. This was war born in betrayal, and its scent is now haunting the very halls that dared to silence the wrong woman.
Daphne Rose, the brilliant but underestimated outsider, saw the decision as an erasure. Her revolutionary fragrance, Aeros Noctturn, had been her masterpiece—her legacy. And in one move, it was scrapped, shelved, and stripped of her name, all in favor of a legacy name.
🖤 From Muse to Mercenary
Daphne didn’t cry. She didn’t beg. She plotted.
