My parents gave me a tour of the entire company, from the executives' offices to the production plant, and finally took me to the workshop of the great designer Patrick Moreau, the place where he has created the most successful haute couture collections.
"Mr. Patrick, I see that you did not attend this morning's meeting, I would like to introduce you to the new vice president of Doinel." My father spoke to the man who was creating new designs with his back turned.
Upon hearing my father's voice, he stood up, revealing his six-foot frame, and turned towards us with a furrowed brow. His ocean blue eyes fixed on me and the corners of his lips curved slightly into a smile that seemed arrogant. He didn't seem as old as I imagined, I suppose he couldn't be much older than his thirties, which s
