She called Giselle, but no one answered.
A second later, she received a text from her.
[Mom, I won't be coming home for a few days. We can talk when I get back.]
...
After several grueling days of work, Vanessa finally managed to get both her online and physical stores fully prepared.
She leveraged her established clientele to push a massive promotional campaign for the grand opening.
On the day of the launch, the boutique was absolutely packed.
Customers poured in endlessly. Vanessa was so busy she didn't even have a moment to grab a sip of water.
By evening, when finance tallied the numbers, the results were stellar.
Opening day was an overwhelming success!
Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief, stretching her sore arms as she collapsed onto a sofa.
Her phone buzzed with a text from Alistair Howard.
[Did the grand opening go smoothly, girlfriend?]
A smile tugged at Vanessa's lips. She took a slow sip of tea before taking her time to reply.
[Not bad. Profits are looking great. Just finally catching my breath now.]
She hadn't pushed herself this hard in a long time.
The last time she worked like this was when Velvet Needle first opened its doors.
[Want to come over for a drink to celebrate?]
The offer intrigued her.
[Sure. Where to?]
Alistair sent her a location pin.
A bar.
Vanessa found Alistair in a private booth on the second floor.
He wasn't alone. Benedict Howard and Nolan Nash were there as well.
"Benedict. Nolan."
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