"I want C.C. to style my hair," Felice declared, her voice as cold as her expression.
The entire salon fell silent, everyone staring at Cain with wide eyes and open mouths.
Jackson's blood boiled. He was the head hairstylist, with a reputation built on styling countless celebrities and famous women. He had earned his place, yet this newcomer was stealing another potential client from him?
Victor was equally shocked. Felice was known to be extremely selective — picky about everything. If she wanted her hair styled, the obvious choice would have been him or Jackson.
But C.C.? Could it be because of his good looks?
Victor quickly dismissed the thought. Everyone at Daddy's Salon had their own charisma, and C.C. just happened to have an intensity that set him apart. But surely, Felice wasn't lacking in handsome men vying for her attention, so he should be used to good looks by now.
