MALIYAH
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With a hundred million dollars, I had everything I needed to create an amazing collection that would impress Mr. Russell and heal his heart a bit. I had fabrics in different colors and textures.
I had everything but designs.
We signed the deal yesterday, and I am expected to submit some designs to the team Mr. Russell had put together to work with my team. As expected, Rich wasn’t a part of that team. After he stormed out of his dad’s room the day I had dinner in their mansion, the only place I saw him was in my dreams.
He wouldn’t stop popping into my dreams—
But my problem wasn’t Rich. It was the fact that I couldn’t come up with something unique. Something no one had ever done before. Knowing why Mr. Russell chose to invest in my business also added more pressure on me.
