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?”

At that moment, Remington had just stepped out of the boardroom, fresh from the annual plan meeting. Louis brought up the issue,

remind you, Louis, how crucial it is for the game’s animations to be smooth and appealing? That original choreography and the dancer can’t just be

a bit

sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the boss hadn’t let his brains go south with lust.

right now, trying out some moves. Maybe you would

Louis hurried to lead the way.

pushed the door open. Remington immediately spotted the woman dancing in front of the black backdrop, wired up to the gear.

tech crew captured every nuance,

in the zone; the crew focused on their jobs, oblivious to the

speak up, Remington raised a hand and firmly shut the door, sealing it. Louis thought Remington was pleased and didn’t

shot. If she’s up to the task,

suddenly done a one–eighty? But Remington was already striding aw his expression cold, his

make a buck off him and planning to ditch him at the

in the midst of her routine

a break for a sec.”