Versailles Series Book 8: The Designer [COMPLETED]

PART II: CHAPTER 41

~ marceline ~

I just got off from an early call with Simon from the apartment. The designs are almost ready for our launch in two weeks. It's a summer collection that we collaborated on which will be launched here first in the Philippines. We have been planning for this for so long and I'm already feeling the jitters. I'm not sure how good the reception will be.

Kumunot ang noo ko nang makita si Winnie na nakangiti sa akin habang pinapanood akong pumasok sa boutique. "Okay ka lang ba, Winnie?"

Tumango ito. "Oo naman, Miss. Pasok na kayo sa office niyo, dali!"

"Ano bang-" Napatigil ako sa pinto ng opisina ko. There's a big bouquet on my table and beside that is my go-to order at Drunk and Sober Cafe.

"Sige po Miss. May clients na po sa labas." Kinikilig na sabi ni Winnie bago lumabas.

I went to my table and read the card that came with the bouquet.

Can I score a date tonight? -P

I fished out my phone and sent a message to Philip.

M:

Thanks for the flowers and breakfast. Hope you're having one yourself.

Guess a date won't hurt.

P: 

So lucky to score a date with a world renowned fashion designer.

M:

It's not everyday a billionaire asks me out.

P:

I'll be the only billionaire who'll ask you out.

Because I won't let anyone ask you out other than me.

Pick you up at six.

I bit my lip to stop myself from grinning. Philip has been nothing but sweet to me since we came back from the province. He's been sending me 'good morning' and 'good night' messages every day. I am starting to get used to it.

When I open my eyes, I'm excited to see if he messaged me already which he usually does first because he runs every morning. All of this is entirely new for me and so far, I am liking every minute of it.

I guess those articles are putting him in a bad light. He's a gentleman. For a serial dater, he lets me move according to my own pace. Kung iyung iba siguro ay magsasawa na agad kakaantay sa akin.

I was sitting on my office chair when I saw Philip's tuxedo on one of the tables in my office. I stood up to pick it up. I ran my hand through the embroidery. I swear I have seen it before. I just don't know where. The dark thread used in the embroidery shimmers at certain angles. Grazie must have spent hours doing this.

I should be jealous that Grazhiella still has a big part in Philip's life now even if she has been dead for a long time but I don't. It's not because I feel bad that she died when she was raped before. It was something else I can't pinpoint.

Philip might laugh at my face if I tell him that I somehow feel a connection with Grazhiella. First with Lola Lu. And now with the tuxedo she made for Philip.