When Lucas Parker heard the words 'The remote Highlands of northern Scotland,' his face turned ashen, yet he still knocked his head against the floor in gratitude.
He knew that, compared to being blacklisted across the industry by the Hollis family, this was the Chairman showing mercy and granting him a way out.
A month later, inside the VIP venue at Paris Fashion Week, bright lights shone as prominent figures gathered.
I wore a one-of-a-kind Chanel haute couture dress, seated in the prime front row. Beside me was Harrison, who had flown over specifically to keep me company, attentively peeling a fresh imported grape for me.
Over the past month, Dominic had indeed been sent down to the heavy industrial production line, working alongside workers every day tightening bolts.
It was sa
