Chapter 40 Passionate about her career
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Catherine was on the brink of losing her composure, hit by two setbacks in quick succession.
Despite her best efforts, not only did she fail to undermine Renee but she also lost the endorsement.
“Renee, you have to stop right there. You…”
“Catherine, let it go. Sign the termination agreement,” her agent advised, gripping her arm. There was no turning back now. Any emotional outburst from Catherine would only worsen their situation, especially given KM Group’s influence.
Meanwhile, in the office, Rence reviewed the contract carefully. Satisfied that it was straightforward, she signed it.
The legal department representative then informed her, “Miss Hudson, there’s an additional requirement. The new co–stylist must meet our president.”
“This wasn’t a requirement before.” Renee raised an eyebrow, feeling something was off.
The representative offered a lame explanation. “Due to recent complications, we’ve implemented this new rule.”
Renee, aware of who occupied the president’s office on the thirty–eighth floor, was skeptical but chose not to challenge it.
“Please follow me, Ms. Hudson.”
After a brief pause, Renee complied.
*RENEE*
Upon reaching the thirty–eighth floor, Luke greeted me. The legal department staff excused himself.
“Mrs. King, did the contract signing go smoothly?“Luke inquired as he led the way.
“Yes, thank you. The timing was perfect, “I responded, suspecting the encounter with Catherine wasn’t mere coincidence.
I savored the opportunity to have the last laugh over Catherine’s misfortune.
“Mr. King, Mrs. King has arrived,” Luke announced, holding the door open for me. He then quietly closed it behind me as I entered.
Marcelo, seated in his executive leather chair, didn’t look up until he finished signing a document.
I had to admit that the man had an air of elegance and charm in his professional demeanor, provided I overlooked his… less commendable actions.
“What did you need to see me about, Mr. King?” By addressing him formally, I indicated our interaction at work was strictly professional.
“Miss Hudson, I’d like you to select an outfit for me,” Marcelo replied, leaning back casually in his chair.
I was puzzled by that.
He prodded, “Isn’t that part of your job?”
Indeed, outfit selection fell within a stylist’s duties.
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“I wasn’t aware the co–stylist of KM Group was required to dress the president,” I retorted.
If that had been the case, Marcelo’s well–known persona would have been a fixture in entertainment circles.
“It’s a new policy,” He said, gesturing towards the rear right of his office. “My personal lounge is over there.”
I was taken aback.
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How could he be so checky?
“Don’t you have a dedicated stylist or a personal secretary for such tasks?“I asked.
Typically, executives had dedicated staff to dress them for public appearances. There were quite a few secretaries who worked for the president, and naturally, they could assist in attending to Marcelo’s attire.
“A married man doesn’t need a personal secretary.” He shot a meaningful glance at me.
In our circle, personal secretaries often doubled as clandestine lovers.
Was Marcelo implying he was above such things?
Should I commend him for his integrity?
But he was simply entertaining himself at my expense.
I was exasperated and at a loss for words. According to our contract, Marcelo was now my boss.
His smile broadened as he watched me, torn between speaking out and holding back, finally, I signed and entered the lounge.
Marcelo’s lounge was modestly sized, spanning about eighty square meters.
It was divided into two distinct sections: one half housed a bed, while the other served as a checkroom.
The checkroom showcased an array of men’s high–fashion attire, complete with a variety of ties and cufflinks.
Styling for men was as intricate as for women, but with Marcelo as the subject, the task seemed more straightforward.
Marcelo’s tall stature and impressive physique meant he could make even the simplest attire look elegant. His wardrobe for formal events typically consisted of high–end, subtly stylish business wear, following a consistent theme.
I focused on the finer details.
I selected a silver–gray Armani suit, pairing it with a dark–printed, light–blue shirt and a dark–blue twill tie. The tie clip matched the suit’s color, adding a refined touch.
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From the doorway, I observed Renee choosing cufflinks. Her long, curled eyelashes cast a delicate charm as she concentrated on her task.
This scene was unusual for me.
My lounge was a private space, rarely entered by others except for cleaning.
Yet, I found I wasn’t opposed to Renee being there.
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I liked her being here,being around me.
“It’s done.” Renee settled on sapphire cufflinks, complementing the outfit’s subdued tones. “The Windsor knot might be too formal. A simple knot or a Four–in–Hand would work better,” she suggested, setting aside the ensemble for me to wear later.
1 pondered over the different tie knots she had mentioned.
Each had its own effect, but I wasn’t sure which I preferred
Luke, ever tactful, knocked but didn’t enter.
“Mr. King, is your cross–border meeting in five minutes still on?”
I confirmed it was.
Renee quickly brought up her upcoming assignment. “I need to oversee the still photo styling promotional campaign this afternoon.”
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KM Group was known for its efficiency, and they didn’t delay in putting her to work immediately after signing the
contract.
I was about to leave to leave anyway so I casually instructed “After you’re done, come knot my tie.“I left no room for objection.
She looked momentarily taken aback.
Probably wondering if I didn’t know how to knot a tie.
I didn’t know anymore now that was here.
She didn’t look upset though and I knew it was because styling and ensuring a polished appearance was part of her job and passion.
I felt somewhat glad that she was so passionate about her career.
