Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption ( Lizetta ) novel Chapter 137

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?” 

April tugged at Louis, who effortlessly played it cool, agreeing to go and check with Remington. At that moment, Remington had just stepped out of the boardroom, fresh from the annual plan meeting. Louis brought up the issue, and Remington’s face clouded over just a touch. 

“Do I need to 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 swapped out on a whim?” 

Louis got a bit of 

a scolding but inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, the boss hadn’t let his brains go south with lust. 

He quickly suggested, “The original dancer is actually in the motion capture studio right now, trying out some moves. Maybe you would like to take a look in person, Mr. Dashiell?” 

Remington nodded, and Louis hurried to lead the way. 

Outside the motion capture studio, Louis gently pushed the door open. Remington immediately spotted the woman dancing in front of the black backdrop, wired up to the gear. 

As she moved, the tech crew captured every nuance, ready to replicate it for the game’s characters. 

Lizetta was fully in the zone; the crew focused on their jobs, oblivious to the newcomers. 

Just as Louis was about to speak up, Remington raised a hand and firmly shut the door, sealing it. Louis thought Remington was pleased and didn’t want to interrupt the session, only to hear him say in a stern voice. 

“Let Evelina give the original choreography a shot. If she’s up to the task, sign her on.” 

Louis was floored. Why had the boss suddenly done a one–eighty? But Remington was already striding aw his expression cold, his steps brisk. 

That woman Lizetta, still trying to make a buck off him and planning to ditch him at the altar? She’d got some nerve – might as well shoot for the stars! 

Lizetta was in the midst of her routine when Louis suddenly barged in with company. 

“Let’s take a break for a sec.”