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CHAPTER 43: CREDIT IN SPOTLIGHT
Author: NEIL INSPIRO
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Three weeks had passed.

Inside the Palais des Lumières, the city’s most prestigious exhibition hall, white spotlights cut through the dim blue lighting as the annual Sovereign Global Fashion & Talent Gala came alive.

The event was being broadcast live to more than fifty countries.

A seventy-foot black runway stretched through the center of the hall, its polished surface reflecting the lights overhead. Along both sides sat fashion editors, Hollywood executives, European royalty, and some of the
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