CHAPTER 3

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Amelia's POV
As I was getting ready I got a call from my mother it was unexpected for her to call this early.
After a while she told me about dinner tonight. I haven't seen them in a while and I didn't have a valid excuse so I agreed we said our goodbyes as I headed to my elevator.
Arriving at my garage I decided to go for my Bentley today.

As I arrive to my office as usual paparazzi were swarming waiting for me.How pathetic.
Exiting my car all I could hear was
"How's your day ma'm"
"When is your next launch"
Who will you be working with next"
As usual I ignored every single question they asked, it is very rare for me to do interviews. Last one I did was for Vogue and it was about a year and a half ago.
Things have changed.
Keeping my composure as I entered the office.my assistant was by the door with my schedule in hand.
Meetings,paperwork,coffee was what I saw for the next 4 hours.
By the time I was done my hands were numb from writing and typing plus I had a huge headache.how fun.
On my way out I received a call from my mother making sure I was going to be there which is quite odd because she usually wouldn't care, I just know something is up her sleeve.
I'm too tired for this shit.
When I got home I made something to eat and went upstairs for a fitting to a dinner I most likely won't enjoy.
Since it was just a dinner I wanted something simple but classy.

Since it was just a dinner I wanted something simple but classy

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