Fashion queen Victoria publicly shreds her design, forces her to kneel and pick up the pieces, and calls her a "stray cat picked up off the street." No one knows that this intern, who can't even hold a coffee steady, is the daughter of the designer couple Victoria personally murdered—and that every masterpiece of Victoria's twenty-year "fashion empire" was stolen from the manuscripts of Eve's dead parents. Eve goes undercover, infiltrates, and lays her plan: turning a veteran tailor of twenty-three years, winning over Victoria's own nephew, and using her parents' remaining manuscripts to anonymously crush Victoria's every collection launch. Then, on the night of the globally live-streamed Autumn Gala—the million-dollar custom gown on the queen begins to unravel and fall apart, thread by thread, in front of five hundred guests and cameras worldwide. And the woman in black walking from the end of the runway, a golden lily pinned to her chest, says coldly: "You killed my parents. Today, I've come to collect the debt."
