Was it just her imagination, or was Callie's gaze towards her a tad peculiar?

It seemed tinged with curiosity, and perhaps a dash of hostility...?

It must be her mind playing tricks on her, right? After all, they were strangers until today.

Lauren clapped her hands, gathering the other artists. "Folks, come on over and meet each other... we're all one team now!"

"Hey, everyone."

Callie, with a smile as warm as apple pie, said apologetically, "Sorry for barging in like this. To make up for it, dinner's on me tonight."

These stars exchanged looks.

"No, you don't have to..."

"Really, it's okay."

"Nah, no backing out! Otherwise, you're snubbing me!"

"Heh, alright then."

"Thanks a bunch!"

Sherilyn frowned slightly, eyeing Callie.

Despite her delicate appearance, there was an undeniable edge to her - she wasn't someone to be trifled with...

out for a breather, Sherilyn's phone rang. It was

Gilbert's voice was different

was a new

pursed her

Keep an eye on your

"Got it."

noticed a group approaching, with the

curiosity, Sherilyn took a closer

her heart skipped a

It was Galloway!

'Galloway' in the past few days. A master of traditional painting of his caliber naturally had a

heart raced, fearing a mistake. She grabbed her phone for another

the

front of her...

mistake! It was

and his entourage moved on, Sherilyn couldn't hold back. She broke into

by people, Sherilyn couldn't get close. Left with no choice, she

"Mr. White! Mr. White!"

The crowd halted.

around, they all stared

"Mr. White."

Galloway, "Good evening, sir. I apologize for the intrusion. I'm a friend of Rebecca

gentle smile. "Rebecca's friend,

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