Chapter 105 You Owe Me a Life

At Iris Garden in Ramshorn, Cressida sat across from Tristan at a window table. She pushed a tablet computer toward him. "These are the preliminary concept drafts for the Aurora series," she said. He took the device and scrolled through the designs. He moved quickly until the final sketch made him pause. "This one looks interesting," he said, pointing at the screen. The evening dress featured an audacious asymmetrical cut, with structured velvet on one side and fragmented chiffon on the other. The contrasting materials were forcibly stitched together with gold embroidery, creating a contradictory yet harmonious beauty. "Do you need help dealing with the online harassment?" Tristan asked, setting down the tablet and looking at her. Cressida took a sip of the lemonade. "No need," she replied succinctly. "It's a minor issue. I can resolve it myself." Upon hearing that, he didn't press the matter. He looked at her, noting the faint bruises that hadn't fully faded and the placid, unr