Chapter 106

Violet’s phone went off like a fire alarm. The lockscreen filled up with pop-ups—DMs, tags, mentions, every single one glowing red. She set it to silent with a flick of her thumb, but her hand was shaking. ‘Vanna, I—’ ‘Don’t bother,’ Savannah snapped. ‘Just tell me this: are they lying? Did you copy that set or not?’ Violet’s mouth moved, but the sound barely came out. ‘Let me explain.’ ‘Then explain!’ Savannah shoved the phone in Violet’s face. ‘The photos are out now. Roux & Lune launched their products three years ago. Yours came out last week. Did you work for Roux before coming to Nyx?’ Violet gave a tiny shake of her head. ‘Do you happen to own Roux?’ Savannah held out a faint glimmer of hope. Violet shook her head again. ‘The designer at Roux, any relation of yours?’ Another head shake. ‘So, unless the idea was beamed into your head by divine intervention, how do you explain your design is identical to theirs?’ Savannah’s face was murderous red. She looked ready to strangle Viol