Thalassa turned around, her eyes landing on a face that radiated a gentle and scholarly charm. The man, Callum Gordon, wore frameless glasses and his lips curved into a warm, spring breeze-like smile. Seeing him, Thalassa's eyes widened in surprise. "Mr. Gordon!"

It had been three years since she last saw Callum!

Three years ago, Callum had been in a sorry state, with a broken wrist and leg courtesy of a scuffle with Lysander, bandages wrapping his injuries. Now, however, he was the picture of health, as charming and refined as the day they first met.

Upon hearing her voice, Callum turned and was momentarily surprised. "Thalassa!"

After a brief pause, realization dawned on him, and he flashed a warm smile. "So, you're the designer for this project. What a coincidence."

"I was actually about to explain that I'm not the lead designer," Thalassa started.

Reginald interjected, "Since you two are acquainted, I'll spare the introductions. Callum and I are business partners; I handle the domestic production of jewelry while he takes care of international sales. We're two halves of a whole; indispensable to one another. So, when it comes to jewelry designs, both of us need to be on board."

such as manufacturing feasibility and craftsmanship. Callum,

much like fashion, relies on achieving a balance between manufacturability, craftsmanship, and market appeal. Only when a design meets

has taken all of that into account. Whether it's target demographics

sitting down next to Reginald, Thalassa handed over the

the design philosophy, materials,

Reginald finished reviewing the documents, they

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her career-and by extension, Hertha's-hanging in

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coming, her manager had hinted that since Hertha had been out recovering for so long without contributing to the company, she

kids to support and Bridget's salary to pay. If this project failed, her family would be

particularly eager for Callum

from Callum to Reginald,

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