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Summary: Chapter 23: A few years on, Theresa has had little contact with anyone from Harmony. This chapter is about her life in New York. A surprise at the end of the chapter! R&R!

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3 years later in New York…

Theresa parked her porsche convertible outside a large building and got out of the car. She grabbed her bag and hurried inside.

"Morning, Miss Lopez-Fitzgerald," said the security guy.

"Morning, John!"

Theresa hurried to the lift and pressed the 'up' button. She was late and she hated that. It had been a disaster this morning. Little Ethan (well, he wasn't so little now) had made a mess eating his breakfast and she had to change him and clean up the mess. On the way out to the car, she had forgotten her designs for a dress so she had to go back in to get it. Then on the way to the day care centre, they were stuck in traffic! Eventually, Ethan Martin had made it to day care and Theresa had to get to work- pronto!

"Come on, hurry up!" Theresa whispered under her breath, wishing the elevator could move faster.

When Theresa reached the 28th level, the door opened. She hurried to her office. She didn't know how she could make it though, with all the people surrounding her.

"Miss Lopez-Fitzgerald, this needs signing!" said one woman, shoving some papers under her nose.

"You have an appointment at 10:30am, Miss L-F!" said another.

They swamped her with information and questions.

"Ok, ok! I'm expecting a call so just give me 10 minutes ok?" Theresa asked, sighing.

Theresa reached her office and shut the door behind her. She walked over to her desk and flopped into her leather seat. She had barely had time to breathe when the phone rang. Theresa rolled her eyes. I definitely need a vacation- real soon!

"Hello, Theresa speaking," Theresa said, not bothered to say her whole name.

"Hey Theresa, it's me, Jake." Jake was something like a publicist for her and also a great friend.

"Jake, hey! What's up?" Theresa asked.

"I've just been told Julia Roberts is thinking of wearing one of your dresses to the Golden Globes!" he screamed.

"What? She's considering wearing one of the dresses from "Theresa Fitzgerald"?"

"Yep, she likes your company's design! It isn't confirmed yet but I'll give you a call. And it doesn't hurt to send her some of your dresses for her to look at!"

"Thanks so much!" Theresa squealed excitedly.

"No problem. Bye!" Jake said.

"Bye!"

Theresa hung up and screamed. "Yes!"

It had been her dream to become a successful fashion designer and start her own company. And she had. She soon had enough money to begin her company- 'The Theresa Fitzgerald Company'. (Her full name would have taken too much space.) In a matter of weeks, people and shops had liked her designs of skirts, tops and dresses. Her company grew and grew until she had a group of highly qualified designer to help her, as well as assistants, secretaries, models and dressmakers. Her company was a success and become famous in New York. And now something bigger was going to happen- something that would change a lot of things. Julia Roberts liked her designs on her gowns! She was even considering wearing one at the Golden Globes! Wow! I told Fox a few years back that I'd try my best to fulfil his dream to see Julia Roberts wearing one of my dresses to the Golden Globes but I never imagined that it would happen! Oh, I just hope it goes through. I don't want to get my hopes up for nothing. Let's just see what happens!

Theresa got up from her chair and walked outside to her secretary.

"Elise, could you send some of our latest gowns to Julia Roberts? I think she might wear one of them to the Golden Globes!" Theresa exclaimed, smiling.

"Wow! I'll get onto that straight away!" And she scurried off.

Then Theresa walked over to her team of designers.

"We've got to start working on another dress- a formal, beautiful dress that will get a lot of attention," she announced.

"Why? New project?" Elle, one of the designers, asked.

"It's bigger than that! Julia Roberts is considering wearing one of our designs to the Golden Globes. Now don't get your hopes up, but I want us to try the best we can to convince her!"

"That's great news, Theresa! Oh my goodness, this could be the best opportunity we have!" Joe, another designer, exclaimed.

"Yeah, I know. So everyone, let's get to work! I have a few rough drawing designs of some dresses so maybe you could all have a look and tell me what you think. Give me some suggestions and stuff then I'll see you all in the meeting room in half an hour, ok?"

Within hours, everyone had left for home. Only Theresa was left in her office. A dress was designed and chosen and Theresa was trying to put it all together. It was hard work but Theresa wanted to finish it. After a few pricks on the fingers with needles and ages of sewing, she was giving it the finishing touches.

"Ah, done! Tomorrow I'll ask the dressmakers to modify it a bit, give it some sparkles and get a model to try it on."

Theresa slumped into her chair. She sighed a deep sigh and closed her eyes. I'm so tired. I'm glad that Helen could pick up Ethan Martin from day care and take him home. Now I better go pick him up from her place. Theresa was about to get up when her mobile phone rang.

"Uh, hello?" Theresa asked. Who could it possibly be?

"Hey Theresa," said a familiar voice.

"Oh my gosh!" Theresa said in a surprised tone.

A/N Who is it that has called Theresa? And why is this person looking for her? Find out next.