Chapter 142

Sophia glanced at her phone and saw a call from her college mentor, Zachary.

Raising an eyebrow in confusion, she picked up the call.

It turned out that Zachary was hitting her up for a meal.

He was in town for a scholarly conference and knew she was still around, so he wanted to catch up over some grub.

Sophia was kinda taken aback.

Zachary had been her uni mentor.

Back in her freshman year, she’d snagged an award at the Architectural Design Competition and caught Zachary’s eye. He’d taken her under his wing ever since.

During those years, it was Zachary leading her through projects, from group gigs without any credit to solo designs where her name could shine. His mentorship paved the way for where she was today.

So, for her old college mentor, Sophia had nothing but respect, gratitude, and admiration.

When she nailed her grad school acceptance here, she’d buzzed Zachary with the good news first thing.

Life, work, and studies had gotten in the way, and while they hadn’t worked together in a while, they stayed in touch. But since she hadn’t managed to go back home, she hadn’t had the chance to visit him in person.

Now with Zachary swinging by for a conference, Sophia was both surprised and stoked.

She was down for the dinner date.

Zachary had set it up for the evening at a joint near the campus.

arrived, Zachary was already there,

over sixty,

he still got the odd invite to lecture. Post-retirement, he’d shifted gears to focus on architectural research and boosting domestic design.

mostly silver, but he still had this refined and gentle vibe, always talking

a smile upon

to greet her. “You made

order from the menu, he turned to

Sophia chuckled, shaking her head, “Just graduated, pretty chill for now.”

plan after graduation?” Zachary

before Brandon asked, her dad asked,

out some stuff here then head back home to job hunt,”

of taking up that gig at Star-Dempsey Architects?” Zachary threw out

Zachary a puzzled look.

just chuckled. “Ivan mentioned it to

senior by the same mentor, both

about pleasing aesthetics, but beauty’s in the eye of the beholder. Before you make a name for yourself, your masterpiece might be treasure in A’s eyes but trash to B. With your bold style,

most companies and clients, we’re all just punching the clock. Between radical and safe, most would rather play it safe to secure their livelihood than take risks, unless you’re the big cheese with a vision. But in today’s climate, those folks are few

“I get it.”

she knew the job hunt’s ups

in the

transferring thoughts to paper. Aligning with leadership’s style and

the same wavelength, a project could suffer endless

that was just from the

client who’s all over the place, you were back in endless revision loops, needing a boss

Don, Sophia hadn’t felt much of

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