Sweet Subterfuge novel by Trina Duo
Chapter 538

Most average people would have heard of the darkness of the entertainment industry. Sometimes unspoken rules and cheating scandals would be exposed, and the crowd would make an uproar. However, this was nothing; it was merely the tip of an iceberg for the industry.

The actions of these male artists from Cosmic Entertainment completely exceeded the knowledge of the public, causing many to cry out about how unbelievable it was. Moreover, this group of artists included the so-called honest and upstanding young gentlemen.

All sorts of negative comments started pouring in.

Netizens unanimously demanded that these people be permanently banned.

Of course, as the artists under their management had such a huge thing happening to them, Cosmic Entertainment could not escape accountability for this.

All sorts of nasty labels were given to them, and the police even created a task force that stationed themselves within Cosmic Entertainment to conduct a more thorough investigation. To cooperate with the investigation, Cosmic Entertainment was forced to halt their daily operations as all artists had to stop their work to await police summoning.

This incident had too big of an impact, and many manufacturing companies quickly terminated their contracts with Cosmic Entertainment. Actors who were previously contracted and cast were also dropped by production teams.

In just a few days, Cosmic Entertainment had paid several penalty fees. Reportedly, they were unable to pay up a portion of it, and the manufacturing companies had been pushing them to pay up several times.

Anyone could tell that it was over for Cosmic Entertainment. But Xavier stubbornly held on, firing several people but refusing to declare bankruptcy.

However, Yvette, who had retired for several years, suddenly announced that she wanted to shoot movies again at this time, which could be a kind of appeasement from Xavier's end when faced with his plight. Larissa involuntarily finished catching up to this scandal from the headlines of several media outlets. She did not feel pleased. On the contrary, she only felt more anxious than ever, and her mental state was even more high-strung than before.

The Seymours would never stop. The worse off they were, the higher the chances that they would come looking for trouble with her.

But the truth proved that she had been overthinking it.

The Seymours did not stop, that was true, but they did not look for trouble with her.

"Do you have too much damn time on your hands these days?" Having been called over to Dylan's room to chat with him for who knew how many times, Larissa finally blew up at him.

A few days ago, Dylan suddenly checked into Winston Hotel. Apparently, his ceiling was leaking and he needed to renovate the whole place.

Although Larissa was curious as to why he did not stay with Kevan, she naturally did not refuse him as he was generating revenue for her. However, she soon regretted it.

He often called her over for the most trivial things, but she had no choice but to head over to his room in-person to solve them for him. The truth was, all the things said over the phone were excuses. His true motive was to chat with her over meals, and he refused to let her go if she did not finish eating.

It was so annoyingly unfortunate that he was her customer while he stayed in the hotel, so even though she knew that he was lying to her, she could only acquiesce over and over again.

"S'alright." Dylan sipped some coffee, his demeanor casual. "I'm not too busy."

"But. I. Am." Larissa bit out those three words through gritted teeth.

"As busy as you are, you still gotta eat, right?" Dylan glanced at his watch. "My order should be here soon."

"Find someone else to eat with you." Larissa thought of the work that was piled up for her, and could not bear to stay here any longer. "I'm going back to work." With that, she turned to leave, ignoring whatever reactions Dylan may have.

She just reached the door when the doorbell rang. Larissa opened the door swiftly, but it was not the waiter delivering the meal, it was Kevan with his typical cold demeanor. They both froze the moment their gazes locked together.

Larissa reacted in time and flashed a faint smile at Kevan, moving aside to let him in. "Good evening, Mr. Rogers," she said.

Her address made Kevan frown. "Just call me Kevan."

Larissa shook her head.