Serena's POV
I was deep into reviewing the latest design sketches when my phone buzzed. Grandmother Blackwood's name flashed on the screen. My finger hovered over the decline button for a second before I sighed and answered.
"Hello, Grandmother."
"Serena, dear! I'm at Century Plaza. Join me for some shopping?"
I hesitated, glancing at the pile of work on my desk. Maya had been pushing me to take a break all week, saying I was working myself to exhaustion. Maybe she was right.
"I have quite a bit of work to finish..."
"Nonsense! A few hours away from that studio won't hurt. I miss you terribly."
I bit my lip, torn between obligation and the mountain of tasks ahead. Finally, I called Maya over.
"Can you and Julian handle these approvals if I step out for a few hours
