Paige grew up in a Singapore HDB estate, where after-school life meant swapping stickers and playing hopscotch under the block. Her mother worked at a hawker stall, so Paige did homework behind the counter, listening to stallholders banter in different dialects. That was her first sales class: remember people’s names, remember their favorite orders, and smile even when you’re tired. On weekends her father took her on long bus rides around the island to watch container ships light up the horizon. “The world is big,” he’d say, “but start by taking good care of the person in front of you.” Warmth, punctuality, and reliability became her default settings.