Chapter 105

Violet hadn’t designed them. She’d copied every piece. Not ‘borrowed’, not ‘inspired’—straight-up copy-pasted. The original was from a niche brand based in Antwerp, called Roux & Lune. They didn’t have much of a social media presence and managed barely two, three dozen sales a year. Their stuff wasn’t trending. Their designer didn’t even show her face. The business looked more like a pet project for some rich girl with too much time and daddy’s money. But during uni, my design professor had mentioned the brand in passing. I’d looked them up that night and bookmarked the whole site. And I’d followed their updates ever since. I placed the livestream screenshots of Eliza Black side by side with Roux & Lune’s catalogue photos. Not one alteration. Violet hadn’t even bothered to change the clasp. I frowned and turned to her. She was still smirking, a hip planted smugly on the edge of my desk, looking down at me through her thick lashes. ‘Still staring? Babe, I hate to break it to you, but th