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Carmella woke up early and got ready for her interview. Her mom, Amanda Parker, looked at her worriedly. “Don’t rush this internship, dear. I want you to complete your studies first and then look for a designer’s job. Don’t take up any irrelevant job, sweetie. I’ll talk to your dad,” she said. She was very understanding, but Carmella knew she couldn’t convince her dad. He wanted her to join the family business despite her lack of interest, but she refused to give in. “Dad would never agree. I don’t want to manage hotels all my life, mom. Even if this is an assistant’s job, I’d be assisting one of the world’s most wanted celebrity fashion designers. Surely, I’ll learn a thing or two. Once I have the experience, I’ll open my clothing line in the future,” she said, her eyes shining with dre