Book 4: Confronting Estelle Marini

Killian's POV

I stood at the large bay window of L’Étoile waiting for Sydney to arrive. It gave me a bird's-eye view of the main gates, and I would surely see her coming in. But there was no sign of Sydney yet. 

I didn’t know what I was doing at a fashion house when this wasn’t my forte. It wasn’t a planned move at all. When Maddox’s sister, Camille, informed me about seeing Sydney at a fashion show in Paris, I didn’t believe her. I had been in Paris to look for her. The embassy had declined her presence in the city. 

But Camille knew better, being a renowned fashion designer, globetrotting for the last ten years. She had used her sources and traced Sydney to L’Étoile and the Paris Fashion Week. My friends booked a ticket for me, and Camille arranged a VIP pass to the PFW for me. I wasted no time and arrived here only to be shocked by Sydney’s transformation and achievements. 

I had to get near her, and the only way was to make