Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 295

While Quinn's studio business was booming, a heavy, suffocating cloud hung over Vivienne's operations.

Vivienne had thought her collaboration with Lillian Quincy was set in stone. The promotional drafts for the new season were already finalized, and several teaser posts had gone up on the studio's official social media accounts.

But out of nowhere, she received a call from Lillian's team stating that Ms. Quincy had zero intention of doing a joint release. Ambrose Couture was taking a massive, very public slap to the face.

When Sarah Sterling heard the news, she practically cackled like a supervillain in the office.

"Haha! They were reposting about it multiple times a day, bragging that with Ms. Quincy onboard, Ambrose Couture's new collection would be an absolute sensation! It was completely made up! I don't know how they weren't embarrassed to lie like that!"

"Well, the bubble just burst!"

"You guys have no idea. That girl Maya from Ambrose Couture has been acting so high and mighty. Every time we crossed paths, she practically stuck her nose in the air. Let's see how smug she acts now!"

Seeing Quinn standing off to the side without saying a word, Sarah sneakily leaned in. "Quinn, you probably haven't heard yet. Highcrest Textiles and several other major fabric suppliers have completely cut off Ambrose Couture."

"I bet they crossed the wrong person."

Quinn frowned slightly. Was this Dante's doing?

Now that Vivienne had lost her halo, was Dante really unleashing this kind of ruthless pressure?

Plummeting from heaven straight to hell overnight—she wondered how Vivienne was handling it right now.

Vivienne was currently losing her mind.

In a fit of sheer rage, she swept her arm across her desk, sending pens, design drafts, and expensive decor crashing to the floor.

She refused to believe it. She couldn't accept that Dante was actually being this heartless.

Not only had he severed every single business tie with the Ambrose family, but he had also torpedoed her collaboration with Lillian Quincy. As if that wasn't enough, he had severed her supply chain entirely.

Without access to premium fabric suppliers, how was she supposed to survive in the design industry?

"Vivienne, what do we do? The custom performance outfits for the Zephyr Dance Troupe and the Cloud Society are due very soon. If we don't get the fabrics immediately, there's no way we can meet the deadline!"

Vivienne was in absolutely no mood to hear about logistics. It only made her headache worse.

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