A flicker of disappointment crossed Sybil's eyes, but she maintained her poised demeanor. "That's quite alright. There will be plenty of opportunities to become friends in the future."
Thane picked up his silverware, grinning cheerfully. "Let's eat!"
During dinner, Sylvie's mother, Anthea, initiated a conversation with Sybil. "Your designs are truly remarkable, Sybil. Securing the opening spot has been a tremendous help to our family as well. Would you mind sharing your creative process with us?"
Sybil had already memorized her fabricated backstory, delivering exactly what the Langleys wanted to hear. "I was largely influenced by my mother's career, so I've always had an appreciation for design and sketching, though I wouldn't call myself an expert. The inspiration actually struck while I was on vacation. The spring scenery was simply breathtaking. I wanted to capture that perfect, fleeting beauty on fabric. I honestly never expected the judges to rate it so highly."
"Have you considered expanding it into a full collection?" Anthea asked. "Looking at your blueprint, it feels perfect for an exclusive seasonal line. We could easily adapt our jewelry pieces to match the changing seasons. It would be a phenomenal, mutually beneficial partnership."
Without missing a beat, Sybil replied softly, "This piece was born out of a sudden burst of inspiration. While I do have ideas for other seasons, there just wasn't enough time before the Nexus Design deadline to execute a full collection."
Anthea nodded understandingly, offering a warm, maternal smile. "I never realized the extended branches of the Seabrook family possessed such talent. A gentle, refined girl like you would be a perfect match for Linden. You two must formally meet when the time is right."
Sybil's heart leaped, though she replied with practiced modesty. "I would be honored."
Beside her, Thane's mood instantly soured, his jealousy plastered across his face. Sylvie had to intervene. "Your soup is getting cold, Thane."
"I suddenly lost my appetite," Thane muttered.
Sylvie: "..."
After dinner, as Sybil prepared to leave, Thane walked her out, practically overflowing with jealousy. "What's the matter? Disappointed you didn't get to meet Linden? I guarantee he's not half as good-looking or athletic as I am."
"What are you talking about?" Sybil scolded lightly. "I was just curious. The man has never shown his face in high society. It's only natural to wonder."
"There's nothing to wonder about. Just assume there's something wrong with him and he's not good enough for you."
A few passing staff members frowned, shooting Thane disapproving looks.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Sybil hissed, quickly covering his mouth with her hand. "That's incredibly rude."
Catching the scent of her perfume, Thane immediately turned bright red.
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