“No! I can’t let this keep happening!”
Cassandra’s voice thundered through her studio, filled with rolls of luxurious fabric. Her hands crushed a fashion magazine that displayed a glowing celebrity in a gown designed by Rosemary. The actress’s face beamed with praise, while Rosemary’s name stood boldly beneath the photo.
“What’s wrong with this world?! Why do they still admire her after all the ugly gossip I’ve built?” Cassandra hurled the magazine to the floor.
One of her assistants dared to speak softly, “Madam Cassandra, maybe it’s better if we focus on the new collection. The fashion world changes quickly, who knows—”
“Silence!” Cassandra’s eyes flashed with a deadly glare. “Do you think I’ll let her steal the spotlight again? Never! Rosemary must fall… this time for good.”
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