Two weeks later.
At the dining table, Selina grinned, her joy illuminating her features like a woman who had just won the lottery.
Her application to IRIS LUXE had finally been accepted. It wasn't just a company to her; it held countless memories of her parents' struggles, survival, and sacrifices that contributed to its growth and foundation.
"I can see you're over the moon, Ms Selina. You look beautiful," said Eloise, who was helping set the dining table. She glanced at her madam, who was dressed in a white satin blouse tucked into a black pencil skirt that stopped above her knees, looking appropriate in her formal attire while accentuating her figure.
Selina lifted her gaze to her. "Absolutely! I have to be. It feels like a huge part of my dreams is coming true."
Eloise smiled warmly, relieved to see Selina so excited since receiving the acceptance email.
"So, when's the interview?" Eloise asked.
"Today, at 9 am," Selina replied, placing the last plate on the table.
