Chapter One-One-Six: Five Minutes

As the pseudo-host of my party, Elizabeth was in full swing. She managed everyone well, from the mini event she set up to the tour she was in the middle of when Matteo and I walked into the house, which was filled with soft music and lively chatter. She'd make a great event manager. I would have recommended her if my position at Lawson & I were not questionable and if she were not leaving Devnia in January with Daniel; she promised to be back before her due date because if she travelled, her pregnancy would be less suspicious to Christopher.

She wanted to keep it because she adored Luca and Marigold.

"Miss Lawson."

Two familiar girls walk up to me with their hands hooked and champagne in their free hands; it's Roselle and Emilia, the models Blair recommended to the company three years ago.

Back then, I was uncertain about them, but three years later, their faces are on everything Lawson-related. They managed to make it possible for Blair to keep her word to me, so my arm traps them in