Sweet Subterfuge

Lewis’ request was easy for Kevan. “I need you to put it out there that Microworks will be working together with Fantasy Utopia for Traveling Through Time, the movie that you’re shooting this year.”

The momentum of Microworks buying the rights to “Traveling Through Time” was pretty big. Even people who did not bother paying attention to it would have heard of it. But Lewis knowing about it had exceeded Kevan’s expectations. Even more so was the fact that

Lewis mentioned Fantasy Utopia.

Kevan was familiar with the company, Fantasy Utopia. When they were shooting “Wormhole,” he had once struggled to decide between Fantasy Utopia and Crescent Legend for their post-production team, Later, a movie that Crescent Legend had done the special effects for was screened, gaining pretty good box office sales, and their reputation began to surge too.

In order to ride out on this bit of success. the company brass decided on Crescent Legend as a bid for a favorable outcome.

Both companies worked well together, and “Wormhole” did not disappoint in breaking box office records. Hence, Crescent Legend was naturally chosen again for the post-production work for “Traveling Through Time.”

“We’ve already signed with Crescent Legend though.” Kevan frowned as he was in a dilemma.

If he could help, even if Lewis did not return the favor, he would do everything he could to help.

you to really work together with Fantasy Utopia.” Lewis explained. “Let me put it this

Xavier?

to Mars, and that they seemed to be intending to work with Fantasy Utopia for post-production. Was Lewis trying to get him to mess this up

he thought about it, the more possible

let Crescent Legend know,” Kevan

if it was not real he needed to think about his business partner’s feelings. If

easy to talk to

agreed to let him hype things up with the idea that

As for Fantasy Utopia-

number and told Kevan to call at a specified time, going

know what to say

memorized the script for what he was going to say before returning to

had already finished her dinner,