After the competition, Joshua offered to give Thalassa a ride home, but she politely declined.

As she watched Joshua's car pull away, Thalassa lowered her lashes, about to hail a cab, when a smooth voice stopped her. "Thalassa."

Turning around, Thalassa caught sight of Callum approaching her with a gentle smile.

She blinked in mild surprise. "Mr. Gordon, you haven't left yet?"

"I was waiting for you," Callum replied, his eyes twinkling with a neighborly warmth.

"Waiting for me?" Thalassa echoed, puzzled.

I thought I might give you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be driving

so formal, waiting around

"Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh?

shifted the

Even if I create the perfect piece, it's tough to make sales. I wouldn't

every designer thought as much about the business side as you, we'd all starve," Callum joked as

could refuse, Callum

into the car, especially since she was eager

spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to clear

point, aren't we?" Callum

he explained, "I was there at the start, sitting amidst the audience. You might not have noticed me. When I saw

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