Chapter 63

Celeste had her head down, lost in her notes when someone suddenly called her name. She blinked, a bit confused, and stood up. "Huh?" "Come here," Ms. Lane called out, waving at her with a kind smile. Now every eye in the meeting room was on her. "Wait, who's that?" "Isn't she the new assistant? I've seen her hanging out near the copy machine." "An assistant? What's Ms. Lane want with her?" The room was buzzing with confusion. Equally puzzled, Celeste quietly closed her hardcover notebook and walked over to Ms. Lane. "In our line of work, you need more than just talent. You've got to back it up with effort. Even if you've got the spark, it won't last without constant work," Ms. Lane started, looking around the room. "Just now, I brought up ideas for the fall-winter line, yet you all sat there blankly-except for Celeste, who was actually jotting something down." She gave Celeste's shoulder a light pat. "Go ahead, tell everyone what you were writing." Celeste froze for a moment. "It was