Giveaway Chaos and a Rival on the Edge

The aftermath of Evelynn's spa livestream was nothing short of explosive.

Her follower count didn't just rise—it skyrocketed. Her inbox was flooded with collaboration requests, sponsorship deals, and even an offer to host a luxury wellness retreat in the Maldives.

Her team? Floating on clouds.

Liam had tears in his eyes while checking their analytics. "This is better than the day I paid off my student loan."

Neesa nodded solemnly. "We've ascended. The algorithm loves us."

But it wasn't just the spa that drew attention. Fans and netizens had been obsessively tracking Evelynn's wardrobe. For the past month, her style had shifted—sleek, elegant, painfully chic. No recognizable brand tags. No sponsor links.

Mystery was power, and right now, everyone wanted to know: where were those clothes coming from?

The internet had theories:

"Secret luxury heiress designer?"

"A private stylist from France?"

"Could be A.I. fashion. You know, like those 3D virtual pop stars but for clothes."

Evelynn, of course, knew the truth. And so did the designer behind it all—Esha.

"I feel like one of those mysterious CEOs in web novels," Esha commented while watching the fan speculation.

"Except you're not a CEO. Or a man," Alana added dryly.

"But I have vibes," Esha said with dignity.

To ride the wave—and to gently introduce Esha's brand Rise to the public—Evelynn suggested a brilliant plan.

"Let's do a giveaway," she said. "The fans are hungry. Let's feed them elegance."

She posted four of the most iconic seasonal outfits, each vetted and agreed upon by Alana and Esha, with a poll for viewers to vote for their favorite. The top three outfits would be produced and gifted to ten lucky winners, randomly chosen.

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Outfits Featured:

🌸 Spring Blossom Dress – A mint chiffon beauty with delicate petal-like ruffles and lace trim. Made the wearer feel like a walking haiku.

🔥 Summer Slip – Deep teal satin, bias-cut to glide like liquid elegance. The kind of dress that made people drop their ice cream in slow motion.

🍁 Fall Tweed Chic Set – Dusty rose tweed blazer with gold piping, paired with an A-line skirt and an aura of "I run the company, peasant."

❄️ Winter Velvet Royal Coat – Midnight blue velvet, faux fur lining, and constellations embroidered in metallic thread. Warmth, mystery, and drama all in one swish.

The comment section went wild.

"Spring is giving fairycore CEO."

"Summer Slip? I'd sell my ex's kidney for that."

"Where do I vote twenty times?"

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At 8 PM, Evelynn went live from her room, looking radiant and mischievous.

In the living room, Esha and Alana curled up on the couch with popcorn, ready to watch the chaos.

The stream began with Q&A. Naturally, everyone wanted to know: who is the mysterious designer?

Evelynn smiled sweetly. "She's my roommate and close friend. She prefers to remain anonymous... for now."

"She's talking about you," Alana said, poking Esha with her elbow.

"Wow," Esha muttered. "Am I the low-key ML now?"

"Without the brooding," Alana nodded.

Evelynn skillfully deflected all questions about Esha's identity, but she let slip a few interesting facts.

"She's got access cards to places even billionaires drool over," she said with a wink. "And her brand's name is Rise. You'll be hearing more about it soon."

The audience? Losing their minds.

"WHO IS SHE??"

"The black card girl??"

"Rise sounds like a cult. Sign me up."

Alana, watching all this, turned to Esha with a look. "You should give Evelynn some stake in your company. She promotes it harder than you."

Esha sipped her soda thoughtfully. "Maybe I'll make her brand ambassador. And pay her in custom outfits and eternal gratitude."

By the end of the stream, Evelynn announced the winners—ten lucky fans who would each receive their favorite outfit, tailored to their measurements.

Within minutes, the Rise Instagram, which had been sitting quietly with zero posts and a default profile picture, exploded with new followers and DMs.

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Meanwhile... Somewhere Less Glamorous

Vanessa Mitchell, once a proud influencer, now a meme on the decline, was spiraling.

After her "earthy tea" meltdown and the now-iconic Towel Cart Tumble™, the internet had renamed her drama:

#VanessaVanishChallenge

Rules:

1. Throw a tantrum

2. Trip on towels

3. Disappear from social media for 48 hours

It hurt.

Even worse, she had watched Evelynn's livestream and seen those flawless outfits.

Her jaw clenched.

"No one even knows who this girl is!" she shrieked, pacing in silk pajamas. "Why does she have black cards? Why does she get Evelynn's affection? Who IS SHE?!"

Her manager had texted earlier:

"Lay low. We'll rebrand later."

Vanessa hurled a throw pillow across the room.

"Rebrand into WHAT? Earthy Tea Karen?!"

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Back at the Apartment

While Vanessa plotted and pouted, the girls were hard at work.

Esha stayed up late, replicating all ten custom outfits using her Cloth Fairy System—but she didn't use the system's auto-measurement feature. Too risky. Too suspicious.

Instead, Evelynn's team gathered the winners' sizes and addresses the normal way. Alana even reminded her to save the shipping contact.

"That'll be useful when your brand goes full global," she said, already sketching new logo versions.

"Oh? Are you planning my corporate identity now?" Esha asked.

"I'm just preparing to be your unpaid intern," Alana replied with a shrug.

With Alana's help, ten stunning packaging boxes were prepared—ivory with rose-gold embossing, soft inner cushions, and tiny thank-you notes handwritten by Esha.

Even Liam, the self-declared emotional rock of the team, sniffled a little when he saw them.

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The moment the winners received their packages, the internet broke.

Unboxing videos flooded TikTok and Instagram.

Winners streamed their excitement:

Victoria spun in her garden wearing the Spring Dress: "It feels Lux blossom in person!"

Jamal, a DJ, vibed in the Summer Slip under LED lights.

Maria, an accountant, strutted Fall tweed to a café mic drop.

Li Na, a student, draped the Winter Coat in a snowy Beijing alley—gasps all around.

"I thought it would be just nice," said one winner, holding up the Spring Blossom Dress. "But this? This is emotional couture."

"The stitching?? The FIT?? I cried real tears," another captioned.

Esha stared at the rise in follower count with mild panic. "I haven't even officially launched yet."

Too late.

The Rise brand was out in the world, and it was already blooming.

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Ding!

The system, which had been suspiciously quiet for weeks, suddenly chimed in her head.

"Interest detected. New Task Unlocked: Officially launch Rise's first collection."

Goal: Gain satisfaction and like points from 100 customers in 2 months.

Reward: Surprise.

Esha blinked at the notification. "I thought you were dead."

"I was recharging," the system replied primly.

"Sure. Recharging like a spoiled cat."

But a spark lit in her eyes.

It was time.

The world had gotten a glimpse.

Now they were ready to rise.