"Are the four of you ready to go?" Phoebe asked.
Stephen, Ethan, Franky, and Annabell nodded their heads in unison.
"Good." Phoebe smiled. "Let's go."
Phoebe, the children, and the staff of Ciel's Fashion Company, Nosferatu, boarded the plane headed towards France. They would be participating in the "Paris Fashion Week" (Semaine de la mode de Paris), and this was Phoebe's first official move to introduce their designs outside of England.
Although Ciel was still in a coma, Phoebe knew the importance of this project. She was sure that her Young Master would urge her to continue the plans they had made beforehand, if he was awake.
"You can rest assured, Young Master," Phoebe muttered. "I won't let you down."
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