Chapter 1492Thalassa turned around, her eyes landing on a face that radiated a gentle and scholarly charm. The
man, Callum Gordon, wore frameless glasses and his lips curved into a warm, spring breeze-like
smile.
Seeing him, Thalassa’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mr. Gordon!”
It had been three years since she last saw Callum!
Three years ago, Callum had been in a sorry state, with a broken wrist and leg courtesy of a scuffle
with Lysander, bandages wrapping his injuries. Now, however, he was the picture of health, as
charming and refined as the day they first met.
Upon hearing her voice, Callum turned and was momentarily surprised. “Thalassa!”
After a brief pause, realization dawned on him, and he flashed a warm smile. “So, you’re the
designer for this project. What a coincidence.”
“I was actually about to explain that I’m not the lead designer,” Thalassa started.
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Reginald interjected, “Since you two are acquainted, I’ll spare the introductions. Callum and I are
business partners; I handle the domestic production of jewelry while he takes care of international
sales. We’re two halves of a whole; indispensable to one another. So, when it comes to jewelry
designs, both of us need to be on board.”
To ensure Thalassa understood, Reginald elaborated, “I evaluate the designs from a production
standpoint, focusing on factors such as manufacturing feasibility and craftsmanship. Callum, on the
other hand, gauges market trends and consumer preferences overseas.”
Producing and selling jewelry, much like fashion, relies on achieving a balance between
manufacturability, craftsmanship, and market appeal. Only when a design meets these criteria can itsucceed in the market and become profitable.
Thalassa nodded in understanding. “Of course, our company has taken all of that into account.
Whether it’s target demographics or craftsmanship, I’ve prepared comprehensive documentation.
Here, please take a look.”
After sitting down next to Reginald, Thalassa handed over the prepared documents for their review.
The documents detailed the design philosophy, materials, and target demographics.
After Callum and Reginald finished reviewing the documents, they closed the folder.
Thalassa watched them anxiously, her career—and by extension, Hertha’s—hanging in the balance.
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Before coming, her manager had hinted that since Hertha had been out recovering for so long
without contributing to the company, she might be let go if this design didn’t sell.
Hertha had two kids to support and Bridget’s salary to pay. If this project failed, her family would be
in dire straits.
So, Thalassa was particularly eager for Callum and Reginald’s feedback.
After they closed the folder, Thalassa looked from Callum to Reginald, anxious for their response.
“I’ve looked over your target audience, focusing mainly on couples and wedding bands. I think it’s a
good direction, considering most jewelry purchases are made by soon-to-be-married couples,”
Callum approved of her design.
Thalassa let out a sigh of relief, but still looked nervously at Reginald, uncertain of his opinion.
Reginald, stroking his beard thoughtfully with his deep gaze fixed on Thalassa, said, “Don’t worry,
we have one more person whose input we need on your design.”Thalassa was surprised; she thought it was just the two of them today.
As she pondered this, Reginald took out his phone and sent a message.
Just then, the waiter served their meal, politely suggesting, “Enjoy your meal.”
Thalassa, making conversation, asked, “Mr. Gordon, Mr. Whitman, shall we start eating now or wait
for the other person to arrive?”
The meal was on her, as the company had promised to cover the expenses.
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