NovelOnlineThe more she dodged, the more Hertha was convinced: "So, the all-knowing friend my mom keeps talking about is you, Thalassa." Cornered, Thalassa had no choice but to admit, "When your mom called me, I couldn't just play dumb, could I?" "You spilled the beans aboutand Alaric to my mom?" Hertha gasped in shock.
"I didn't mention his fling with Georgia," Thalassa confessed, noticing Hertha's stunned expression. She knew she had messed up and begged for forgiveness, "Hertha, I'm so sorry I didn't consult you first before I let slip about Alaric. It was my mistake. But your mom was so upset on the phone yesterday. I couldn't bear letting her worry without knowing anything, so I told her. I promise, I won't say another word in the future." Coming back to her senses and seeing Thalassa's guilty face, Hertha embraced her, "Thalassa, you've actually donea huge favor. My mom is truly a mastermind; she has this one move to test Alaric, to see if his love foris genuine, if he truly wants to marry me, if he's really faithful to just me. Without my mom, I'd still be clueless." Thalassa froze, thinking Hertha would scold her, but instead, she was grateful.
It made sense. Hertha and her mother were so close that sthings were hard to express directly. Thalassa, acting as a mediator, managed to convey everything clearly, allowing Kimberly to accept the situation with more understanding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRelaxing, Thalassa gently patted Hertha's back, "That's good then, let's wait for the outcome." "Yeah, that's all we can do now. But," Hertha released Thalassa, looking worried, "how about you and Lysander Sinclair? Did he really get engaged to Rosalind Whitman?" The news of Lysander's engagement to Rosalind had been all over the place, and he hadn't made any effort to clarify things.
Hertha was worried about Thalassa.
Mentioning Lysander caused Thalassa's spirits to dip, a wave of sadness washing over her, "Let's not talk about him, okay?" With that, Thalassa sat up straight and continued with her sketching.
Understanding Thalassa's feelings, Hertha decided not to bring up the topic that saddened her friend.
She took a closer look at Thalassa's design sketch, dominated by shades of blue with distinctive gemstones. "Is this for the semifinal round?" Hertha inquired.
"Yeah, the semifinal is in five days. need to finish the design and then make the actual piece for the model to wear during the show," Thalassa replied.
"Wow, your design is amazing! You're definitely going to take first place in the semifinals," Hertha exclaimed. "Don't be so sure. There's a lot of search the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
talent out there from all over, I dare not aim too high. I'll be satisfied just to make it to the finals," Thalassa modestly responded.
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"Keep pushing forward, give it your all, and you'll have no regrets, Hertha encouraged, patting Thalassa on the shoulder. Five days later, the jewelry design competition's semifinal round proceeded as scheduled.
The venue was a grand shopping mall, with an elegantly and om luxuriously constructed stage. After the designers took their seats, several sponsors were introduced by the organizers.
As they welcomed the last sponsor, the organizer's demeanor noticeably shifted to one of reverence and m eagerness as the they hurried to the entrance, "Mr. Sinclair, welcome, Your presence is truly the highlight of our competition. Right this way, please." Mr. Sinclair? Hearing that name, Thalassa's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively looked towards the entrance.
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