Violet Wertheimer-Costa lived like any other teenager in series or movies. Wild spirit, strong mind, but with a heart of gold. She always knew what she wanted and what she felt. But now, meeting him this close made her mind go blank.
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But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do Then, baby, I'm perfect Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like goin' places we can't even pronounce If you like to do whatever you've been dreamin' about Then, baby, you're perfect Baby, you're perfect So let's start right now
The next morning, I woke up feeling refreshed, with no wake-up call from Margot. Instead, I found breakfast prepared by the maid—a smoked salmon and avocado salad.
I dressed in a white blouse and a grey pinafore dress, tying a red ribbon around the collar. I topped it off with a red blazer, adding a touch of flair to my school uniform. Red ribbons adorned my pigtails, completing the look.
As I descended the stairs, Margot greeted me with a warning, "Don't let Grandpa see that you ate grissini again, or he'll yell at us. He thinks it's not elegance." I rolled my eyes and handed her the collection I had designed.
"What do you think about this?" I asked, showing her my sketches. "It's inspired by 'The Secret Garden.' We would give the guests keys and open the doors to another world at the gala. Like a little exhibition. And instead of a cocktail event, let's go with wine."
Margot stared at me in surprise. "You want to change the cocktail night to a wine event and incorporate exhibitions?"
I nodded eagerly. "Yes. And maybe we can use the estate at Bordeaux. Grandpa loves wine, so he might want to showcase it. Even though he wants it to be kept secret, I think deep down, he would be proud if we could make our products go viral beyond just clothes."
I think the idea of hosting a wine event with exhibitions seemed to intrigue Margot. She mulled it over for a moment before nodding in agreement. "You know, that might just work. It's different, but in a good way. And using the estate at Bordeaux could add an extra touch of class."
I smiled, relieved that she was on board with the plan. "Exactly. Plus, it aligns with Grandpa's interests, which could help sway him in our favor."
"You know, Vi, sometimes you're unpredictable—in both good and bad ways," Margot remarked with a laugh before I responded. However, our conversation was interrupted by Louis.
"Sis, I have an audition today. Please, come quickly," he said, his face filled with anxiety. I sighed and turned to Margot.
"Lately, he's been so stressed about everything—I don't like it," I said, voicing my concern.
"We don't want a stressed-out Louis any more than we want a womanizer Louis," Margot replied, echoing my sentiments. I nodded in agreement.
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"I'll try to keep an eye on him. Love you, sis," I said to Margot before she kissed my cheeks and pushed me towards the waiting limousine. She walked away.
