When Ivy Holden turned and saw Sharon Peyton, her eyes lit up. "Wow! Haven't seen you in two days, and you look like a whole new person, Miss Peyton!"
Sharon Peyton had indeed changed her style. Her once long, straight hair was now styled in large curls, and her outfit had a very artsy vibe. A honey-brown cashmere coat was paired with a blue-gray plaid skirt, while her white tall boots and matching white scarf tied the whole look together, making her resemble the passionate heroine from a romance novel.
"She's in charge of the fan club, so what about me?" Sharon Peyton asked, blinking.
Ivy Holden smiled and countered, "Isn't your specialty fashion design?"
"So, am I still just going to be styling the three of you?"
"How could that be possible? Your value to our company is in generating over a hundred million a year."
"What?" Sharon Peyton thought she must be hearing things.
