I snapped back into reality and turned toward Ethan.
"Evelyn, it's over," Ethan said gently. His warm smile eased the tension as he adjusted the jacket around me. "You're innocent. No one can hurt you anymore."
It was only then I realized I was wrapped tightly in his embrace. His jacket draped over my shoulders. That warm, strong embrace sent a wave of emotion crashing over me, stinging my eyes.
But I quickly composed myself. This wasn't the time to indulge in feelings. As the rising star of Grayson Group, I had a greater mission to fulfill.
I gently stepped back and smiled at Ethan with gratitude. "Thank you, Mr. Grayson. But we still have important work ahead, don't we?"
Ethan nodded knowingly. "Indeed. From now on, we must give our all to establish Grayson Group as a leading international fashion brand."
He added, "Evelyn, you're my most trusted designer. I'm sure you won't let me down, will you?"
I met his gaze and replied earnestly, "Of course not. I'll give it my all, my talent and passion, into making Grayston Group shine."
Meanwhile, the investors in the audience couldn't contain their excitement any longer. They surged forward, eager to speak with Ethan.
"Mr. Grayson, congratulations on discovering such a rare designer! I'm truly impressed with your vision and would love to discuss potential investment opportunities."
Ethan smiled. "Thank you, but Grayson Group remains an independent company. We do not accept any form of equity partnerships. However, if you sincerely appreciate Ms. Wiley's talent and wish to support her, I'd be happy to discuss collaborative opportunities."
I listened quietly from the side. My heart was swelling with a mix of gratitude and awe.
Not long ago, I was a nameless designer, often overlooked and mistreated. Now, I stood as the center of attention, a sought-after name in the fashion industry.
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