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 moment he reached the company, Kevan summoned everyone involved in “Traveling Through Time” for a meeting,
informing them of his decision to create hype with Crescent Legend and Fantasy Utopia. 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
to the idea at the meeting.
Kewan warned them. “The promotional plan must be kept secret from the public this time. If anyone asks, just say that you can’t
talk about
Otherwise, everything they had worked so hard for would be ruined.
Around noon. Lewis called to remind Kevan to go forward with their plan, Kevan immediately dialed the number Lewis had sent
him previously.
On the other end of the phone call Frank was having a meal with Xavier in the restaurant at the Regal Dynasty Hotel Frank had
specifically taken some lime 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 for a meal as a way to send him off.
Frank had no reason to refuse him.

As both parties had only come to a verbal agreement without signing any contracts, Xav er was afraid that Frank would have
second thoughts after he went back so he wanted to chat more with him and develop a ccser connection with the latter,
After three drinks, Xavier was a little drunk, and his actions were more casual than belare. He h ooked an arm around Frank’s
neck, acting like they were close friends as he bragged. “I tel you Frank, Cosmic Entertainment is the best Ilm production
company in Caldor. We will delinitely earn some big bucks through our joint venture!”
Frank frowned with disgust at the pungent smel of alcohol He discreetly pushed Xavier away from him while smiling politely. “Of
course. We have faith in Cosmic Entertainment as well as Migration to Mars.
Xavier laughed insolently, “I’m not bragging. This movie will totally make a box office of litly billion dollars!
Frank went along with it. “That’s definitely true.” Right at this moment, his phone rang. He remembered what Lewis told him so
he smiled apologeticaly at Xavier and said, “Let me just answer a cal.”
Xavier was very unhappy, but as he was begging the other, he could only pretend to be magnanimous and said, “Sure, go
ahead.”
Frank did not leave his seat. In fact he even shilled closer lo Xavier. The moment the call connected, Xavier could hear Kevan’s
voice through the phone.
“Mr. Moore? I’d like to talk with you about the movie Traveling Through Time.”