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.

you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured I'd be driving home solo," Callum

formal, waiting around to

replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff in the competition isn't a bad way to

smoothly shifted

an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect

as much about the business side as you, we'd all starve," Callum

on being driven around, but before she could refuse, Callum added, "Hop in. We can talk about Susan on the

to get her into the car, especially since

spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you,

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

to ask, he explained, "I was there at the start, sitting amidst the audience. You might not have noticed me. When I saw Susan take that tumble on the

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