Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 137

Evelina just got back to the country to make her mark, and she was already snagging endorsements for their games without any portfolio to show for it.

The gossip about who had got her back had been buzzing through the company for ages, and today, the moment Remington showed up for the shoot with Evelina, word spread like wildfire.

It was no secret Mr. Dashiell was Evelina’s sugar daddy, it was plain as day for everyone to see.

Louis chuckled, “Ms. Hawthorne sure is a jack of all trades, can even dance, huh? How about this? Let me Just run that by Mr. Dashiell.”

Louis wouldn’t dare tick off Evelina, but this new game was a big deal.

The last smash hit from the company featured some dance moves from Maestro Adagio that really popped against all odds, and they’d genuinely reached out to that same choreographer this time around.

They got turned down at first, and now, after finally getting them on board, the company wanted to give them the boot? That was not only unfair, but Louis also wasn’t buying Evelina’s chops.

“Louis, you’re making a mountain out of a molehill here, man. Eve’s gonna be the future Mrs. Big Cheese of the Starlight Group. You think Mr. Dashiell can’t trust my girl Eve?”

and check with Remington. At that moment, Remington had just stepped out of the boardroom, fresh from the annual plan meeting. Louis brought up the issue, and Remington’s face clouded over

is for the game’s animations to be smooth and appealing? That original choreography and the dancer can’t just be swapped out on

got a bit

relief. Thank goodness, the boss

suggested, “The original dancer is actually in the motion capture studio right now, trying out some moves. Maybe you would like to take

Louis hurried to lead the

door open. Remington immediately spotted the

every nuance, ready to replicate

focused on their jobs,

and firmly shut the door, sealing it. Louis thought

a shot. If she’s up to the task,

was floored. Why had the boss suddenly done a one–eighty? But Remington was already striding aw his expression cold, his

and planning to ditch him at the altar? She’d

midst of her routine when

break for