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.

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

"Mr. Gordon, so formal, waiting around

on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff

then smoothly shifted the conversation

a bit sheepish, Thalassa said, "Right now, I'm just an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect piece, it's tough to

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

she could refuse, Callum added, "Hop in. We can talk

Susan's name piqued Thalassa's interest enough to get her into the car, especially since she was eager to know more about the

they were on their way, Thalassa finally spoke up. "Thanks for

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

me. When I saw Susan take that tumble on the runway, I knew she was up to no good, so I snuck

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