Sella got straight to the point, no more pleasantries. "You want to be my stylist, right?"
"Of course, Kak Sel!" Cindy answered enthusiastically, her face beaming. Her dream was within reach; she no longer cared about Sella's rough treatment just moments ago.
"Okay, good then," Sella nodded with satisfaction. She reached for the doorknob again, seemingly impatient to leave. "In that case, your schedule will adapt to my busy one. Now, you can meet Luna first for the administrative details, and we can discuss the specifics later..."
Sella said the sentences hurriedly. Before Cindy could answer, Sella opened the door and dashed out.
Cindy stood alone in the room, her heart filled with explosive joy. She was officially a stylist for an A-list star!
