THREE YEARS LATER
Alexander’s POV
I took the last sip of the whiskey in my glass, thinking and stressing over the fact that New York Fashion Week was getting closer, but our collection wasn't ready yet. The first garment fitting should have been concluded by now, but that is not the case.
A knock on the door distracted me, diverting my attention from work, and when Cristina entered with my mother and Gina behind her, I looked at them indifferently, wondering why they had come unannounced.
"I am busy and cannot attend to you people right now." I said, turning my focus back to the papers that were awaiting my review and signature, ignoring the women who were seated in front of my desk.
"Alexis has woken up." When I heard my mother's words, I put the papers aside and looked at them with
