Nick looked into that room with wild eyes and held his hands to his head. Scraps of fabric were everywhere, and not a single design remained intact.

He picked up a piece from the floor, and Valeria saw his fists clench angrily over each end of the fabric.

“They were cut cleanly. Every one of them,” he muttered. “This is—”

He had no words to describe it. He had spent weeks working on that presentation. It was the effort of an entire team who had gone out of their way to make everything perfect, and now—

“God, this is a disaster!” Valeria felt she could touch the sadness in him.

However, she only felt anger. She gathered her strength and turned to Oli.

“Send the models to room three, please. I'll be with them in a few minutes,” she asked.

“Valeria... I'm sorry,” Nick didn't know what else to say. “I'm so sorry. I'll go apologize to the guests, and maybe we can talk later... I'm sorry!”

Valeria saw him heading towards the catwalk, but stopped him before he could get out and take r