As Bartham was the leading city out of all the major cities, all transport lines and power were swiftly restored after the storm. It was only around 8 am when Gary rushed over to the hospital with Lewis in tow, yanking Kevan—who was still asleep in the chair—up and chasing him out. "Mr. Rogers, you can go now."Kevan had slept for less than two hours, and he could barely keep his eyes open. But his back straightened up out of habit as he sat back dazedly in the chair, which made him look kind of cute.Larissa could not bear it, and told Gary, "Let him sleep for a little while longer."Her plea only caused the jealousy in Gary's heart to burn hotter. But he could not say any words of denial to her, so he could only compromise. "Isn't the ward next door empty? Let the nurse know that he will be going over there to sleep." To show his "consideration," Gary added, "So that we won't disturb him here."His suggestion was fairly reliable to Larissa. The wards on their floor were all VIP w
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 halfway 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 backseat when the assistant passed over a few shopping bags from the passenger's seat."Your clothes, Mr. Rogers."Kevan changed into his new suit and tossed the wrinkled set aside. When he got out of the car, the assistant asked him, "Should this outfit be left in the car, Mr. Rogers?"
Kevan used Aldovian, but Xavier recognized his voice due to how unique the former's voice was. He sobered up immediately.Frank pretended not to notice Xavier's anxiety, "coldly" replying to Kevan, "Sorry, it's not convenient for me right now. If you have time tomorrow, please come before 8 am to the Regal Dynasty Hotel. I will give you half an hour.""Of course." Kevan was fairly "generous," and he did not show any displeasure at Frank's attitude."We'll see each other tomorrow then." Frank ended the call without waiting for Kevan's response.His "performance" caused Xavier to stare with his jaw hanging. Other than the Rogers themselves, there was no one in Caldor who would dare to be so discourteous with Kevan. After taking some time to compose himself, Xavier forced a smile and asked Frank, "Is your company also responsible for the post-production of 'Traveling Through Time'?"Seeing how unfazed Frank was toward Kevan, Xavier was more careful than ever, not daring to have any i
Having one-upped Kevan with a "successful" business talk with Frank, Xavier got a little carried away. First, he contacted all the actors he had called before, boasting with the same script. "I just had a meal with the boss of Fantasy Utopia, and he rejected the offer to collaborate with VisualBox's 'Traveling Through Time' in front of me! Because he favors 'Migration to Mars'! Moreover, he will try and get Stephen del Rio to direct this movie! Do you know Stephen del Rio? It's that famous sci-fi film director who got two Diamond Reel Honors and three Platinum Film Awards, among other awards …"The circulation of information in the entertainment industry was always the fastest, so almost everyone knew that Xavier was in ongoing negotiations with Fantasy Utopia. However, due to Cosmic Entertainment's unfavorable situation, no one really believed that he really established a connection with Fantasy Utopia.Besides, VisualBox just released the news in the afternoon, saying that Fantasy
"Mr. Seymour, Mr. Cline of Eagle Entertainment just called to ask if you were free tonight. He wants to treat you to dinner.""Mr. Seymour, Mr. Clayton of Helios Media sent you an invitation to attend his daughter's wedding on Saturday, and he hopes that you will attend.""Mr. Seymour, Mr. Simpson Jr. of WinterSky Entertainment wants to invest one hundred million dollars in our movie. He says that if you feel that it isn't enough, he can add more to it."…Ever since Xavier met with Stephen, Ian was constantly running over to Xavier's office to inform him of one thing or another. Compared to the previous months, he was doing this a lot more than usual.Xavier lit a cigar that he had been saving up for a very long time, one leg resting on the knee of his other. He had a look of absolute self-satisfaction on his face as he puffed on his cigar."Tell Mr. Simpson Jr. that our project requires, at the very least, a starting investment of two hundred million dollars, and there are limi
Who knew that Yvette would come looking for them shortly after the company reopened?Ian pushed open Xavier's office door, immediately getting a whiff of the smoke in the room. But as cigars were good quality smokes, the smell was not too bad. Xavier sat in the midst of the wispy smoke, idly flicking away the ash gathered on the end of the cigar."Who's looking for me again?" He smiled, trying his best to appear nonchalant. But he could not hide the smugness in his eyes.Ian hesitated before announcing Yvette's name.Xavier's smile turned into a frown at once, his expression turning cold as well as carrying a hint of disgust. "Get security to chase her out."His apathy and heartlessness stunned Ian for a moment, until Xavier's shout of, "Well, why are you still standing there? Go!" startled him into action."Yes, Mr. Seymour. Right away!" Ian hurried out once again and called the building's management, telling them to send security up at once. But he had yet to inform the recepti
Xavier had long since heard the commotion outside. But Yvette got exposed previously, causing him to be humiliated too, not to mention that she was now useless to him. So, he made up his mind to ignore her. If it were not for the fact that divorcing her now would appear to be adding insult to injury, easily turning him into a target of ire, he would never let her continue to hold the title of "Mrs. Seymour" so arrogantly up until now.True, he could ignore Yvette now, but Lana was his only daughter. The moment he heard that something was wrong with her, he could not sit still any longer. He carefully extinguished the flame of the cigar and set it aside before leaving his office.It was chaos out here.Folders and A4 papers were scattered all over the floor. There was even some earthy soil nearby, as well as a flower pot so broken that one could not tell what it used to look like.With a bang, another flower pot smashed right at Xavier's feet, the soft, damp soil covering his polish
"Help! Someone help!"Xavier's office was not that big, and it was not furnished with soundproofing equipment. So, Yvette's howls could be clearly heard by the others outside.Ian did not expect to come back to this after stepping out for a few minutes. Everyone in the office was staring at each other, at a complete loss of what to do."If this goes on, Mr. Seymour may really beat his wife to death …""Should we try to break it up? It's not good if someone dies.""If you want to break it up, go right ahead! At any rate, I won't be the one doing it!"…After a discussion, the job of breaking up the fight between Xavier and Yvette fell on Ian's head as he was the most trusted subordinate of their boss."It's up to you now, Mr. Price!""You can do it, Ian, we believe in you!"…Although Ian was not willing to risk having Xavier's rage directed at him, his fear grew stronger when Yvette's howls grew weaker.The security sent by the management arrived late, and when they saw the