"Who the hell are you?" Michael Turner asked, his face pale as a sheet.
Maria smiled, all calm and collected. "Just the new stylist."
Charlie Cruz scoffed. "Don’t fall for her talk. She’s a newbie throwing around a few names like she’s got real connections. What a joke."
Michael was just as doubtful at first, but something about Maria's vibe made him hesitate. She wasn’t just confident—she had the kind of energy that made it hard not to believe her. Still, he’d been around long enough in this industry to know a thing or two, and Maria? He’d never even heard of her.
Just as he was second-guessing everything, his phone rang. One look at the caller ID, and his eyes instinctively darted to Maria, filled with disbelief.
Maria didn’t say a word but gave him a tilt of the chin an
