EPILOGUE (FIFTY FIVE)

The repeated ringing of the bell in front of her room was a distraction she never expected to happen on her quiet morning almost noon. She was reading the latest issue of fashion magazine and saw some of the great poses of her juniors in the magazine when she was interrupted by the overly annoying bell ringer. She vowed to yell at whoever pressed the bell for his impoliteness for having shocked and disturbed her.

With her hips becoming increasingly difficult to move, she rose from the chair she was sitting in and shuffled over to the door of her suite. Michiel had left two hours ago to take care of everything related to his grandfather's company as well as Andrew's. She was then left alone to relax while enjoying the cold air that blew from the balcony of her suite.