Chapter 243

Lydia turned in her scene sketches, and sure enough, they were met with a wave of admiration. Camden even suggested that they should consider making it the main backdrop for the video.

All those late nights sketching were worth it.

"Lydia, you're amazing! Could you show me how to draw this bit?"

No sooner had Lydia dealt with a stream of people seeking her expert opinion—reminded that she was a sought-after artist fresh from abroad—than she headed up to Trevon's top-floor office, gift in hand.

As she reached the door, she hit an unexpected roadblock. "Mr. Gibson's out, Miss Sanders. If you need to talk, you could try giving him a call."

Whether Trevon would even pick up was anybody's guess, a thought that Lydia could not help but echo silently to herself.

"He's not here?"

Lydia frowned in confusion. It was barely three in the afternoon. Trevon had no business being anywhere but his office. She had double-checked his schedule, and he was not due for any outings today.

"So, whe