Thalassa and Hertha's latest design project was a hit, something Callum and Reginald realized too late, kicking themselves for not jumping on the opportunity to invest. It seemed illogical, even reckless, for seasoned businessmen like them to pre-order the next project without even a glimpse of the design. What if, knowing they had a guaranteed sale, Thalassa and Hertha decided to slack off and cobble together something subpar? Wouldn't they worry about that?

But Callum was resolute, his nod firm. "Yes, we've decided to purchase whatever you come up with next. Because it's your creation, Thalassa. Anything from you is bound to be exceptional."

His words, spoken with a seriousness that replaced his usual playful gaze, made Thalassa's heart flutter with unease.

"Mr. Gordon, this is no small matter..."

"Did you notice I dressed differently today?" Callum shifted the conversation from business to something more personal, catching Thalassa off guard.

his usual monochromatic attire. Instead of beige or khaki shirts paired with black trousers, today he sported a blue plaid

was oddly familiar to Thalassa, stirring a sense of déjà

Callum's voice, smooth and comforting, revealed

heart, her breathing hitching. Callum's outfit, a mirror of Leopold's preferred youthful fashion, brought back a flood of memories. Leopold, with his sunny disposition and chestnut brown hair, always favored blue plaid shirts.

like a vice gripped her heart, the pain and

G

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

question struck deep, forcing Thalassa to face her unresolved feelings. Clutching her chest, struggling for air,

don't run from your heart. You still love Leopold, and as his best friend, I know everything

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