Chapter Thirteen: The Gala 2

Finally, we reached the venue of the event, and we were graciously welcomed by our colleagues.

The theme of this year’s fashion show was Renaissance, and the party was already in full swing, with various notable personalities and famous designers scattered across the exquisite hall of the venue.

But as I scanned through the crowd, my eyes subconsciously searched for one person.

“Looking for someone?” Olivia asked from beside me, noticing my wandering gaze. We all sat at a table in our designated section of the hall, each department grouped together, and each table was assigned to a production theme.

“Hmm?” I turned to her, blinking as if I didn't hear her.

“You've been acting weird lately, you know,” Olivia shared her observations as she poured herself a glass of wine. “And don't think I didn't notice what's been going on between you and Caspian,” she added with a teasing wiggle of her brow. Olivia raised her glass to her lips, gesturing towards Caspian who was busy engaging in a conv