"I'm the designer from S.W. Studio. I have an appointment with Miss Moran to discuss the interior decoration of her apartment," Rosalynn responded in a confident yet modest tone.

“You're a designer? You're too pretty to be a designer."

Hannah looked at Rosalynn up and down with genuine interest.

In her mind, plans had already taken shape on how to bring Rosalynn into the agency.

Valeria, draped in a shawl, emerged from the room, exuding a sense of chilly elegance.

After the agent left, Valeria's gaze fell upon the nameplate pinned to Rosalynn's chest.

“You are the assistant designer from S.W. Studio?"

“Yes.”

Valeria's disbelief lingered as she questioned, “Are you kidding me? Why would an assistant designer be sent to discuss decoration matters with me?"

Valeria sat on the sofa, elegantly crossing her legs with a sneer.

True to the information provided, Valeria seemed to possess a prickly temperament, making it challenging to establish a rapport with her.

Rosalynn opened her Laptop, ready to present her concepts.

“Based on the information we've gathered, your home has a Mediterranean style. While the materials and finishes are impeccable, they don't align with your preferred aesthetic. It seems you prefer something more delicate and inviting, like this."

Rosalynn slid the laptop closer to Valeria, revealing the meticulously crafted design draft.

Valeria studied the design draft, her expression changing.

The beautiful concept before her was the embodiment of her dream home.

“Did you investigate me?" Valeria asked, bewildered by how accurately Rosalynn had captured her design preferences

“No," Rosalynn replied with a smile.

“No? Then how did you know what I like?" Valeria questioned, her gaze filled with suspicion.

"I trust my intuition," Rosalynn said, glancing at the cup and novels scattered across the table.

“Only someone with the heart of a teenage girl would choose a cup with cartoon characters and read romantic novels."

Valeria was taken aback.