Chapter 178 - Chapter 178: Runway Fever

The city's pulse hammered through the glass walls of COEX, the giant convention center pulsing with banners and camera flashes, velvet ropes snaking in precise lines beneath crystalline chandeliers. By afternoon, the red carpet was alive—paparazzi pressed against barricades, influencers striking practiced poses, models in cloudlike dresses catching every flash. Inside, a ripple of excitement moved through the crowd as Yura stepped out of her car, her silhouette a work of art, custom Lumina dress shimmering with hundreds of hand-set crystals. A small army of journalists angled mics toward her, firing questions about Lumina's vision, her recent divorce, the international brands attending. Yura met every question with a regal smile, turning aside the more personal queries with wit, every word effortlessly deflecting the hint of scandal, every sidelong glance from ambitious men shut down with the arch of a brow.