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.

give you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's car and figured

formal, waiting around

Callum replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your

smoothly shifted

create the perfect piece, it's tough to make sales. I wouldn't want to cause

every designer thought as much about the business side as you, we'd all starve," Callum joked as he opened the car door, inviting

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

get her into the car, especially since she was eager to know

finally spoke up. "Thanks for earlier. Without you, I wouldn't have been able

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

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