Rowan didn't mention Zara by name—not even once.
But somehow, every word felt like a slap to her face.
Zara's eyes widened in disbelief.
Selina… the woman in Rowan's Twitter photo was Selina!
And Rowan said it was his favorite design in recent years.
That meant Selina's dress wasn't a knockoff—it was a custom piece, carefully crafted by Rowan himself.
But what had she just done?
Zara's face turned ghostly pale, her head shaking in panic.
No. No. This wasn't what Angelica told her.
"She said—she swore—Rowan would never design for someone like Selina… Angelica wouldn't lie to me…"
That was the whole reason Zara felt bold enough to come after Selina in the first place.
"This is your fault! You must've bribed him or something, didn't you?! I knew you were that kind of trash, Selina—say something!"
Selina didn't even bother looking at her.
"If you still can't figure out who really set you up… I've got nothing to say."
