There's only One Celia

Callan Handerson handed the signed document to Savannah Lea. Once Savannah received it, she turned around to leave. "Vannah." Callan stopped her. "Yes, president." Savannah looked at him respectfully. Because she was engaged in the official business, she was deliberately alienated. Callan had to admit that the little girl's behavior worked on him. Her departure gradually made him impatient. Callan let out a sigh of relief as he said, "Vannah, you have to go with me to the ceremony of 'Mystic Lake'." "I know, what's wrong?" Savannah didn't understand what he meant. "Do you need me to remind you? This means you have to wear an evening dress at the banquet," Callan leaned back on the chair and squinted, he said this with a faint smile on his face, "You don't have one, do you?" Savannah was a bit stunned. She was shocked by Callan's question. However, just as he said, she really didn't have any. She shook her head honestly. "No..." "We're just in time then. I'll stay with you after work...