Two weeks later, Emily stood backstage at one of the biggest events of her life—the Paris Fashion Gala. She was about to debut her newest collection, a line that could propel her brand to global recognition. But her mind was preoccupied, her thoughts lingering on the ominous phone call.

As she made final adjustments, she spotted her rival, Vanessa Reed, watching her from across the room. Vanessa had once been Emily's closest friend, but jealousy had turned them into bitter competitors. Vanessa had always been too ambitious for her own good, and now she was making moves to dethrone Emily from the top.

"Good luck tonight," Vanessa said, walking up to Emily with a venomous smile. "You'll need it."

Emily forced a smile, but a knot tightened in her stomach. She wasn't just fighting for her business anymore; she was fighting to protect Noah from the shadows lurking behind her.