My five ghostly husbands-Chapter 231 What if I destroy her?

In the blink of an eye, everything was ready.

The renovation work was completed.

Her company...her dream space..was standing tall and beautiful like it had always belonged in this world. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Ruby walked slowly through the entrance, her footsteps soft against the floor. The fresh scent of new wood and fabric filled the air. She had paid Annie seventy gems for her hard work, and truly, every single gem was worth it. The whole place had been completed in just two weeks and the results were beyond perfect.

Right at the front, her logo plate was shining proudly on the wall. It wasn’t flashy, but clean and elegant...simple enough to reflect Ruby’s taste, yet bold enough to leave a mark.

The sitting area had cream-colored sofas arranged in a soft curve, with warm lighting above that made the space glow gently. The lights were placed with such care, it made the textures of the furniture and the walls stand out beautifully.

The main working area was wide and neat. Her small office sat tucked in one corner, cozy yet organized, with a big window and soft curtains. Beside it was the showroom space, where rows of robes hung neatly—displayed like art. The storage area was right behind, well-arranged and clean. She had even chosen a few simple paintings to hang on the walls, bringing more warmth and color to the entire place.

Everything was exactly how she had imagined it in her head.

Rowan and Eilas had already visited, and not just them...they brought others too.

They were proud of what they had built with Ruby, and they had every right to be. She had even given them permission to bring their children here.

She understood how hard it must be to juggle work and family, especially in a world like this.

Her company had all the facilities needed...a rest room, a washroom, a small kitchen space. Nothing too big, but enough to keep everyone comfortable during long working days.

Rowan, Eilas, and another worker they had met during the fair had been incredibly hardworking. During their homestay, they had sewn dozens of robes with love and precision. Ruby had placed those robes in the showroom—they weren’t just clothes; they were proof of silent effort, hope, and a new beginning.

Her days slowly became busier. She started visiting the market regularly, looking for vendors. Carrying her samples in a neat box, she spoke with each one carefully, explained her designs, her fabric quality, and the purpose behind her robes.

And to her surprise, they listened because during the fair, her robes had gone viral.

They tested her samples.

And they agreed.

Many vendors placed bulk orders, and Ruby sold her stock at double the price she had expected. With the profits, she paid Rowan, Eilas, and the third worker their fair salaries..on time, with a smile.

As word spread, more people started joining her. And slowly... it became easier.

The daily supply chain started forming itself. She made contracts with four to five trusted vendors. Her robes were now flowing into the market smoothly, and the profits grew faster than she thought.

For the first time in a long while... Ruby felt stress-free.

Her heart felt light. Her mind, clear.

She wasn’t just surviving anymore.

She was building.

But of course, she wasn’t stopping there.

She had already started working on new ideas—designing stylish, comfortable pajamas, leggings, and everyday wear. Clothes that were soft to touch but strong enough for the ghostly climate of this world.

Through Ethan’s connections, she even found a supplier—someone reliable, affordable, and honest. With that, her raw material worries were gone.

From a single robe at the fair... to a full working company with dreams stitched into every thread.

Ruby stood at the entrance of her showroom one evening, watching the last bit of sunset light fall over her logo plate.

And she smiled.

This was just the beginning.

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While Ruby’s company was growing quietly and steadily, not everyone was pleased.

Jepsi was fuming.

She watched from the sidelines, her pride burning like fire every time someone mentioned Ruby’s name. What started as a small booth at the fair had now turned into a blooming business and worse, Jepsi’s designer couldn’t even get copyrights approved for the robe designs Ruby was now famous for.

At first, Jepsi had planned to copy them.

After all, robes were robes. A few tweaks here and there, and who could tell the difference?

But her plan crumbled fast.

Because Ruby... had already registered her company. She had quietly filed the design copyrights weeks ago...long before her company officially even opened.

And when Jepsi’s designer tried to submit similar robe patterns to the fashion board for approval, a sharp warning was issued.

Violation of design ownership.

News spread faster than wildfire.

Some laughed behind Jepsi’s back. Others whispered. But the effect was the same...her reputation cracked, and her rich customers who loved exclusivity slowly backed away.

And her biggest problem?

Poorer buyers didn’t want her robes either. Her prices were high, her attitude even higher. People didn’t feel welcome in her store anymore.

Reluctantly, she dropped her prices.

But even then... people bargained.

Some walked in, looked around, and said her robes weren’t "worth the price."

Others openly said, "Ruby’s robes have better stitching."

Each word stabbed.

And every time she heard Ruby’s name spoken with respect in the market... her hands clenched tighter.

How dare that girl take her spotlight?

How dare she become the new name in robes?

Her fingers tapped slowly against the glass counter, nails clicking like ticking clock hands. Her eyes stared blankly at the wall in front of her but her mind was elsewhere.

And Every time she stepped into the market, people spoke about that witch...her robes, her designs, her success. Jepsi had built her name with charm and perfect branding. She wore pearls. Ruby wore thread.

And yet...

That witch was winning.

Jepsi’s jaw clenched. Her designer couldn’t get the robe pattern copyrighted because Ruby had already registered everything. Everything.

She had been fast. Strategic. Clever.

She...Jepsi was now being bargained with like a roadside vendor.

She wanted to scream.

She wanted to burn every robe Ruby had ever made.

How dare she rise?

How dare she walk into the same market where Jepsi once stood like a queen... and steal every eye, every whisper, every ounce of attention?

A dark thought slid into her mind.

What if I destroy her?

Not just business-wise.

Truly destroy her.

Take back everything she built.

Make her crawl.

Make her vanish from the streets she now walks with pride.

Her hands clenched tightly.

I will not let a witch like her .

Not over me.

—To be continued...🪄

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