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...

quickly. Stepping out for a breather, Sherilyn's phone rang. It was Gilbert. "Hello?"

tonight?" Gilbert's voice was different over the phone, deeper, more

a new kind

Sherilyn pursed

after. Keep an

"Got it."

the station's top brass

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

her phone for another quick search, comparing

to the

front of her...

mistake! It

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

couldn't get close. Left with no

"Mr. White! Mr. White!"

The crowd halted.

around, they all stared

"Mr. White."

bowing slightly to Galloway, "Good evening, sir. I apologize for the intrusion. I'm

with a gentle smile. "Rebecca's friend, is it? What can I

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