Chapter 1096
Ethan finished speaking and swiftly exited the office, his presence fading like the last rays of dusk.
Thalassa’s smile, a mere whisper on her lips, dissolved into the air, leaving behind a gaze heavy with
unspoken sorrows,
Only she knew the painful truth hidden within her heart- she and Lysander were like parallel lines in a
geometry book, never destined to meet.
Thalassa had completed all the previous tasks, and now, as she officially started her work, she found
herself with little to do.
Seated before her computer, she felt adrift in a sea of boredom, the hours stretching out like an endless
prairie.
In the afternoon, her lull was broken by Ethan’s return, bearing new instructions.
“Thalassa, we are launching a campaign for our latest smartphone. There’s a shoot scheduled at six at
the ad agency’s studio. I need you to deliver the prototype,” Ethan instructed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Sure thing,” Thalassa replied, her voice a mixture of obedience and zeal.
With a burst of newfound energy, she grabbed the sleek new device and hailed a cab to the ad agency.
Inside the studio, the air buzzed with artistic fervor. Photographers fiddled with lighting, makeup artists
painted faces with the precision of Renaissance painters, and the set crew choreographed the space
with practiced ease.
Unnoticed, Thalassa entered the scene, her presence blending into the whirlwind of activity like an
invisible ghost.
If she remained ignored, unable to pass on the prototype or convey Mr. Ethan’s specific instructions,
particularly emphasizing the phone’s camera capabilities, she would fail in her mission.
Clearing her throat, she announced, “Hello everyone, you all seem incredibly busy. I’m Thalassa from
Crawley Electronics, Mr. Ethan’s assistant. I’ve brought the new smartphone prototype for today’s
shoot.”
Her voice cut through the commotion, turning heads and drawing eyes toward her.
From invisible to center stage, Thalassa suddenly found herself bathed in the spotlight. She greeted
the curious glances with a nod and a smile, her cheeks warming with the sudden attention.
“Ah, you’re Mr. Ethan’s assistant? Ms. Everhart, our director is just in the lounge. I’ll take
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you to him,” offered the photographer, setting aside his camera to guide her with polite
attentiveness.
Gratefully, Thalassa followed. However, as she moved through the studio, a prickling sensation crawled
up her spine, giving her the eerie feeling of being watched. Glancing back, she found everyone once
again immersed in their tasks. Shrugging off the feeling, she chalked it up to her nerves.
In the lounge, Thalassa conveyed Ethan’s requests to the director, who wore a smile as polished as his
words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Conveying through intermediaries can muddy the message. How about this, Ms.
Everhart? Stay and oversee the shoot yourself. That way, we can ensure all of Mr. Ethan’s
requirements are met. What do you say?” the director suggested.
His smile hinted at his true intent- to avoid any blame should the final ad not meet Crawley’s high
standards. By inviting her to direct, any potential fault could be deftly passed onto her.
She knew the game well-the corporate chessboard where every player was a master of
their craft.
With a professional smile, Thalassa responded, “Zane, I’m happy to offer guidance, but keep in mind
that I’m an assistant, not an ad guru. I can instruct on how to highlight the phone’s features, but the
nuances of advertising-the model’s charisma, the angles, and overall impact-are in your domain.”
She would weave Mr. Ethan’s vision into the ad, but if professional issues arose, they would rest
squarely on the agency’s shoulders,
Thalassa wasn’t about to shoulder blame that wasn’t hers to bear.
“Of course, we’re professionals here. We’ll handle the professional aspects,” Zane agreed
with a confident nod.
With an understanding reached, Thalassa stayed, immersing herself in the world of ad production.