Chapter 7 The Shadow Syndicate

The next day, Mandy tried to focus on her work, but her mind kept returning to Dante's words. What did he mean by "gifts like this don't go unnoticed"?

Her question was answered sooner than she expected. That evening, a black envelope arrived at her boutique, slipped under the door. Inside was an invitation, written in elegant gold script:

"You are cordially invited to the Midnight Exchange. Bring your finest creation. Your future depends on it."

There was no signature, no return address. Mandy's hands trembled as she read the words. The Midnight Exchange was infamous among the city's elite-a secretive event where the most powerful figures in fashion, art, and business gathered to make deals that could change lives or destroy them.

She knew she had no choice. The golden thread had brought her here, and now it demanded a reckoning. She became more afraid scared cuz she doesn't know what to do anymore

She had dreams that was so horrifying but she was still holding strong to herself trying to know what to do next

Mandy buckle up to face her fears defeated it, so she won't be a laughing stock

In the presence of the most powerful figures in the fashion, art and business line.