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

"Mr. Gordon, so formal, waiting

would be all mine," Callum replied, the picture of a gentleman. "Skipping out on my private invite to compete, huh? Strutting your stuff in the competition isn't a

smoothly shifted

I'm just an unknown designer. Even if I create the perfect piece, it's

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

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

the car, especially since she was eager to know more

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

this point, aren't we?" Callum

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