The elevator chimed at the top floor of Moretti Enterprises' fashion division—a minimalist fortress of glass and cream marble.
Nathalie stepped out, heels clicking with quiet certainty, portfolio in one hand, Daniel beside her in a tailored navy suit.
“You nervous?" he asked.
She shook her head. “No. I'm ready."
They entered the conference room.
Waiting inside: a panel of six legal advisors, Moretti's CFO, and a fashion operations director who wore thousand-dollar shoes and a bored expression.
The CFO stood. “Ms. Carter, Mr. Moretti. We're pleased to—finally—discuss your integration into our official vertical."
Nathalie didn't sit.
“I'm not here to integrate. I'm here to license. Phoenix Couture will remain independent. You can distribute, market, and support production. But creati
