Scott Sterling was slouched lazily in his chair, his charming, upturned eyes glinting with amusement. He spoke her name, one word at a time, "Holly Wyatt?"
Holly Wyatt pressed her lips together and nodded slightly. Her gaze shifted to Shannon Draper, a confused expression on her face.
Shannon Draper's lips twitched into a stiff smile. Her usually bright, vivacious face was etched with misery, and the dark circles under her eyes were heavy with exhaustion.
"We have an endorsement deal with Mr. Sterling," Shannon Draper explained softly, her voice low and tinged with resignation. "I was finalizing the clothing details with him when we had a... disagreement. He said he wants a designer with more of a creative spark for the rest of the collaboration, so I recommended you. This can also serve as your internship assessment project, a chance to show us what you're capable of."
