One week before the event and we were all so hyped up with everything.

It's amazing how my colleagues managed to still look cool and perky while I was almost frantic and panicky with the event closing in a week from now.

"Is this fabric good enough for this swimwear?" I heard Miyuki asked Napoleon and I think he nodded because I didn't hear him answered her.

I was too focused on the things on my plate and I was eager to finish these tasks before the end of the day.

We had our quick late lunch by one in the afternoon and resumed to work immediately to polish the details for the summer collection.

For our summer collection to be a hit, apart from launching it on the social networking sites, we also arranged a fashion show which displays our trends and must-haves.

If last year and the previous years, Casa Della Moda focused on the swimsuit and hats alone, this year, Renatta suggested adding footwear to complete the ensemble.
We agreed to add the cover-up as an accessory later on, which was Mayumi's idea.

Honestly, I am really amazed at how creative all their suggestions are!

It just shows how Madame Zenith values the opinions on every one and if she doesn't like it, instead of purely deciding on it, she asks for the majority's opinions, because according to her, the shop isn't solely hers.

Casa Della Moda is made for the people who believe in themselves and for the people behind it.

That was her motto which she always have it printed on her notepad.

If there is one thing I admire about Madame Zenith, it's about her compassion and relationship with her subordinates. She treated us fairly and like a family.

And again, I am just admiring her because I see my mother in her not because she is Carlos' mom.

It was past six when we finished and I was surprised seeing Carlos in our shop.

Obviously, he was known to be Madame Zenith's son as Nappy and Alberto bumped fists with him in astonishment and glee.

Both ladies, Renatta and Viola, immediately approached Carlos and they happily clung to his arms while I remained seated on my seat.

"That was Carlos Salvacion. Madame Zenith's youngest son." Miyuki hissed at me.

I nodded and I tried to act normal but it seems like my eyebrows failed me.

"Who do we have- Oh, Carlos, hijo!" Madame Zenith exclaimed in surprise as soon as she went out of her office to see what the commotion was.

She hugged him tightly and I could see his face flushed with embarrassment as his mother enveloped him in an embrace. He must have mumbled something when I heard Madame Zen laughed and pulled back.

"What brings you here? Oh, are we late for-" Madame Zen asked, her bright green eyes widened in realization as she spoke. "Oh mio Dio! Ho quasi dimenticato! Vieni, presto! Aiutami con le mie cose! Ciao a tutti! Ci vediamo domani! (Oh my goodness! I almost forgot! Come, quick! Help me with my things! Bye, everyone! See you tomorrow!)"

As quickly as that, the mother and son vanished in front of us.

Funny how close Carlos was with both Viola and Renatta that they acted like kids who just saw their playmate in a party.

I rolled my eyes as I prepare my things before I go home.

One by one, the shop became empty and I was the last to leave so I checked and locked all doors.

Even if I am so beat, I still have a tummy to satisfy this one so I stopped by at a banchetto not too far from the apartment and have a fast meal.

I went home immediately and took a shower.

As I dried my hair, I remembered that I haven't checked my social media accounts for seemingly a long time.

I opened my Facebook and messenger and saw chats, both excited and annoyed ones, from Ysabelle ane Patrick.

Oh my gosh!

We planned to have a video call last week and I was too overwhelmed and burnt out to even pick up a phone because of the pressure of upcoming event.

I was about to type in my apologies to our group chat when I saw Patrick inviting me for a video call.

My eyes widened in excitement and swiped it right to accept the call not realizing that I am still on my robe.

"Oh, Flo! Wear your clothes, please!" Patrick whined when she saw what I was wearing.

Soon, Ysabelle joined in and she squealed. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I miss you too much, sissy! Hey, where are you!"

"Just a moment!" I exclaimed and went to my wardrobe to change into my pjs and faced them as soon as I'm done.

"Hello, guys!" I grinned at them as I sat on my bed and faced the laptop.