Chapter 91: The Valenne Editorial Face-off Is Happening in Forty-eight Hours

The Valenne editorial face-off is happening in forty-eight hours. Why aren't you making a move? I’m ready to assist you with anything, anytime. I guarantee I can capture your photos a thousand times better. Sienna stretched lazily. Is that the only reason you called me at this hour? Absolutely! We’re furious on your behalf. You’re stunning—those internet trolls have no right to judge you. You’re our boss, the one and only. No one gets to tear you down like that! Miles’s voice vibrated with anger.

Sienna remained unbothered, rubbing her eyes calmly. I spoke with Owen Parker yesterday. This was my plan all along. I know what I’m doing. You’ll understand my strategy during the editorial. Relay this to the team: do not interfere. Stop worrying. She ended the call without another word. Sleep was now impossible. She reached for her phone and opened her social media apps. Pulse had exploded overnight. Whether Vanessa had orchestrated it or not, countless users had joined the hate train. Many even posted Vanessa’s photos with mocking captions.

[Look at Vanessa’s elegance, Sienna. She outshines you in every way.]

[Quit selling diamonds and fix your appearance. You’re a disaster!]

[Was Maison Aurelia your peak? Or were you using a stand-in?]

[Have some professional dignity. These photos are an insult to the industry.]

[I can’t believe Valenne chose you as an ambassador. They must be blind.]

Every comment was drenched in venom.

#WhatHappenedToSienna was now the top trending topic.

Sienna sank into the sofa, a sly smile curling her crimson lips. Everything was unfolding exactly as she envisioned. Let’s see how long Vanessa and her fans can keep their arrogance intact. The doorbell chimed. Who could that be? Sienna padded to the door and checked the peephole. Derek Prescott stood there, impeccably dressed and radiating confidence. Her mind flashed back to last night’s events.

Derek had faced a minor crisis during a live stream featuring Luwak coffee and bean grinding. His quick thinking had turned it into a triumph, earning praise from viewers and business leaders alike. His looks were undeniable—the epitome of a charismatic CEO. Every gesture was photogenic, sending fans into a frenzy. Within twenty-four hours, Derek’s images had flooded the internet. Fans were begging him to quit his CEO role and become an actor. Sienna scoffed. He had just resolved a crisis, and now he was here to flaunt it?

She had zero interest in dealing with him. She turned away and lounged back on the sofa. Derek was persistent. The doorbell rang again and again. Giving up wasn’t in his nature. He was determined to make Sienna submit to him, just like she used to.