Chapter 99

With those words, Evelyn approached Madam Nora, her lips curving into a confident smile. "Taylor Jewelry uses tanzanite as its signature gemstone. This proves we share the same vision about its untapped potential."

She gestured gracefully toward the display case. "Zlokova's market is saturated with predictable designs. Most younger consumers have never experienced tanzanite's true allure." Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper. "When beauty remains hidden, it loses all market relevance."

Madam Nora studied the determined young woman before her. Countless business partners had approached Taylor about tanzanite distribution channels before. None had appreciated the gem's intrinsic beauty - they only coveted its scarcity.

The tanzanite mines were nearly depleted. Within decades, these stones would become rarer than sapphires. Most investors saw only dollar signs, not artistry.

That's why she'd always set impossible terms.

Yet this girl... Evelyn understood tanzanite's soul. She spoke truth - the younger generation dismissed tanzanites as inferior sapphire imitations. Without proper exposure, the gem would fade into obscurity.

Madam Nora exhaled sharply. "You argue persuasively. But one critical point remains unconvinced."

Evelyn tilted her head.

"Suppose I grant you access," Madam Nora challenged. "How would you give tanzanite meaning?"

Evelyn's smile turned razor-sharp. "Would elevating it to the industry's most coveted gem within twelve months suffice?"

"Bold words." Madam Nora's eyebrows climbed. "I wouldn't dare make such claims myself."

"Then give me thirty days." Evelyn leaned forward. "If my design commands the highest bid at Summerton's next auction, will you reconsider our contract?"

"You're an unknown designer. Why would Summerton feature your work?"

Evelyn's eyes sparkled with secrets. "You'll see when the time comes."

Madam Nora observed this cheeky, cunning girl who somehow remained... oddly charming.

As they exited Taylor Jewelry, Gregory studied Evelyn's triumphant expression over their one-month contract. Something nagged at him.

"Why not reveal you're Zara?" he finally asked. Her reputation as an internationally acclaimed designer would open every door.

Evelyn carefully tucked away the agreement. "Madam Nora would assume I'm an imposter." She shrugged. "The world knows Zara's name, but who's actually seen her face?"

Back at ckgold headquarters, Evelyn practically floated into her office - until she saw the unexpected visitor.

Nathan Goldmann lounged in her chair, his tailored peacock blue tie catching the filtered sunlight. Even in shadow, his sharp features looked carved from marble.