Arlene
The moment I walked into the space where Ivana was being taken care of, my heart warmed at her youthfulness. She must be around eighteen or so.
Ivana’s hazel eyes sparkled as she greeted me with a bright smile. Radiant, her blonde hair was styled effortlessly, and her poise made it easy to see why she was quickly rising to fame.
I turned to Matilda, who stood by my side with her clipboard, already anticipating my thoughts.
“She’s beautiful,” I commented sincerely. With her features and face, she could lead any role effortlessly.
Matilda nodded. “Not just that - her career is on the rise. She’s the perfect choice for this deal.”
Ivana beamed at the compliment, her enthusiasm bubbling over as we discussed the ambassadorial deal. She couldn’t stop thanking me, her voice trembling
