Sweet Subterfuge

Kevan’s assistant was waiting downstairs at the hospital. The city’s power supply was cut off completely yesterday, and all transport was at a standstill. They came from the office together, and hallway through the journey, their car was submerged in water and shut down.

The rain had been pouring heavily then, but Kevan ignored his assistant’s advice and jumped out of the car into the rain, leaving him behind. The assistant waited in place for almost three hours before a tow truck came, and he finally got out of his arduous situation. Early this morning, he got a call from Kevan telling him to come pick him up as well as buy a set of new clothes, including underwear. Kevan had just settled in the hackseat when the a ss stant passed over a few shopping bags hom the passenger’s seat.

“Your clalhes, Mr. Rogers.”

Kevan changed into his new suit and tossed the wrinked set aside. When he got out of the car, the assistant asked him, “Should this outfit be in the car. Mr. Rogers?”

Kevan replied coldly, “Throw it away.”

The movie needed some popularity. This sort of hype would not create any losses for the film producers and was something that the public Iked. So, no one objected

promotional plan must be kept secret from the public

they had worked so

forward with their plan, Kevan

out to come to Bartham, so he would only be staying for two nights. When Xavier found out about his schedule, he personally invited Frank out

no reason to

parties had only come to a verbal agreement without signing any contracts, Xav er was afraid that Frank would have

casual than belare. He h ooked an arm around Frank’s neck, acting like they were close friends as he

He discreetly pushed Xavier away from him while smiling politely. “Of course. We have faith in Cosmic Entertainment as well as