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"Mr. Stark, how is this?" The female stylist asked Rob Stark with a hint of nervous anticipation.

Rob's own styling session had been straightforward. With just a touch of light makeup, a neatly combed hairstyle, and a tailored suit, he looked effortlessly sharp. He was the kind of man whose perfection didn't rely on cosmetics or elaborate styling.

"Very good." Satisfied