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.

I thought I might give you a lift. Saw you almost got into Mr. Whitman's

so formal,

invite

smoothly shifted the conversation

now, I'm just an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect piece, it's tough to make sales. I

thought as much about the business side as you, we'd

refuse, Callum added, "Hop

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

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

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

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