Dylan Wright's styling was not complex, so after it was finished, he sat on the sofa waiting for Fiona Nicholas.
As time ticked by, a small buzz of excitement suddenly arose in front of him.
Dylan lifted his head and into his view came Fiona, dressed in a black strapless gown.
Her fair skin against the black dress made her appear radiant, as if she could glow.
Her jet-black hair was pinned up, accentuating her long and graceful neck.
"…"
Fiona seemed shy wearing this type of gown for the first time, hesitantly lifting her hand to cover her chest, her cheeks blushing.
"Not bad, let's go."
The astonishment in Dylan's eyes was fleeting as he stood up, courteously offering his arm for Fiona to take and they left together.
Banquet hall.
Fiona and Dylan mingled and conversed with the guests at the event.
She took her secretarial duties seriously and without fail, intercepting drinks for Dylan.
