In such an environment, Regan’s psychological state had deteriorated significantly, necessitating intervention from a psychologist.
Tobias quickly replied, “What’s wrong? Is there a problem on your end?”
“No, a friend needs help.”
Tobias said, “I do know someone, a renowned psychologist who recently returned to the country. I’ll ask if he’s available.”
Callie thanked him, and Regan’s voice came from behind, “What are you thinking about? You really don’t need to worry about me. See, I’m standing here just fine.”
Callie turned around, her expression filled with concern as she looked at Regan. “No matter what, you need to care for yourself. If something happens to you, I can’t handle this studio alone.”
Regan smiled brightly, “Don’t worry about me. I need you as my money tree.” She walked to the desk and took out a document. “The leaders of the Northside project are having a gathering at the Sky Pavilion today. We need to send someone to attend. Normally, I would go, but you know I…”
She still had injuries.
Callie immediately took the document. “Leave it to me. You just focus on resting.”
The Sky Pavilion was a place with dining, drinking, and hot springs, frequented by the wealthy and influential.
As night approached, Callie chose two employees to accompany her. “Jade, Eliza, you two come with me.”
When Callie arrived at the underground garage, she saw two young figures standing precisely where she had instructed them earlier, standing straight and proper.
Even after Callie got into the car, their faces remained nervous.
She smiled and said, “Why are you so nervous? I won’t do anything to you.”
With the change of seasons, it got dark early. The car had just driven out when the last rays of sunset disappeared behind the tall buildings, casting dark and grand silhouettes.
The two newcomers in the backseat finally gathered the courage to speak. “Miss Marsh, why did you choose us to come with you?”
They were recent college graduates who had applied for the job because of Callie’s reputation. Currently interns, their daily tasks were mostly trivial chores. They hadn’t expected to be valued by Callie.
Callie didn’t rush to answer. She opened the car window slightly, letting the cool breeze blow through her long black hair, revealing a small section of her fair neck. Streetlights lit up one by one, casting fleeting glows on her beautiful face.
After a while, she spoke, “Do not belittle yourselves. This is my first time being a boss too; I’m also a newbie.”
The two newcomers were too nervous to respond.
Callie sighed and looked in the rearview mirror. “Relax, there’s no need to be so tense.”
Jade seemed to understand somewhat, her eyes bright with anticipation. “Miss Marsh, we’ll do our best!”
Callie responded, “Don’t call me Miss Marsh; it sounds awkward. Just call me Callie like everyone else.”
She wasn’t much older than these interns, maybe one or two years at most. But under Nelson’s guidance, she had developed a mature demeanor.
Eliza finally smiled. “Alright, Callie.”
“Callie, where are we going now?”
“The Northside leaders are having a gathering at the Sky Pavilion. As the design contractors, we need to show up and present the first draft of our design.”
“Will it be difficult?”