Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 258

"So, even if our factories run day and night, your shipment has to be pushed back by a week."

Yorel Couture. That was the elite fashion brand under The Hayes Group.

It suddenly clicked for Quinn. So that was it.

She should have realized it sooner. Even though Vivienne was doing well in the design world, her usual high-end silk orders were nowhere near massive enough to drain Highcrest's entire stock. Highcrest would never be stupid enough to offend a long-term client like Quinn just for Vivienne, especially when faced with hefty penalty fees.

But if it was Dante Hayes, it made perfect sense.

The fashion brands under The Hayes Group specialized in luxury couture. Aside from supplying domestic elites, a huge portion of their inventory was exported to international luxury boutiques.

That meant even for the least prioritized fashion line within the corporation, Dante had absolute, unchallengeable authority.

If he demanded product, Highcrest didn't dare refuse.

Paying a penalty fee to Quinn was a far better option than crossing a man like Dante.

Quinn hung up the phone, closed her eyes, and leaned heavily against the sofa.

Dante. It was Dante again.

She had never hated him as fiercely as she did in this exact moment.

It also reinforced just how incredibly right she was to insist on divorcing him!

Raymond stood off to the side, taking in her coldly furious expression.

"What happened?"

Quinn met Raymond's deep, concerned gaze and let out a soft sigh. "We ran into some trouble at the studio."

She didn't want to vent about her business problems to him.

"I have an early start tomorrow. I'm going upstairs to get some rest."

Raymond watched her slim, retreating back, a dark, unreadable emotion flashing through his eyes.

The next morning, Quinn forced herself to push through the exhaustion and arrived at the studio.

"Ignore the out-of-stock items for now. There are a few dresses that don't require those three specific fabrics. Let's finish those first. Whatever we can deliver is better than nothing."

The studio buzzed into action. Quinn returned to her private office, her mind heavy with worry.

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