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.

a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr.

Gordon, so formal, waiting around to play

the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your

smoothly shifted the conversation

I create the perfect piece, it's tough to make sales. I wouldn't want to cause you any

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

driven around, but before she could refuse, Callum added,

get her into the car, especially since she was eager to know more about

their way, Thalassa finally spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without

this point, aren't we?" Callum said with

there at the start, sitting amidst the audience. You might not have noticed me. When I saw Susan take that tumble on the runway, I knew she

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