Chapter 486
Chapter 486:
Charles considered the idea, tapping his pen thoughtfully. “It’s clever. But what if people push back? Vivian will jump at any excuse to cause chaos.”
“That’s why we have to keep a sharp line between the endorsement and the songs.” Millie’s lips curved into a confident, reassuring smile. “I’ll handle the endorsement—Millie as brand ambassador. But the music? That’s Eva’s domain.”
“I’m listening.” Charles leaned in, curiosity sharpening his gaze. Millie’s contact was managed by Evans Entertainment, and any lucrative payoff would benefit them both. But even if the company made little—or took a loss—Charles had already decided: he’d back Millie all the way.
Just as Millie prepared to elaborate, a brisk knock sounded at the door.
“Mr. Evans, the Watson Group representatives are here,” the assistant declared from the hallway.
Charles didn’t hesitate. “Take them to the first meeting room,” he instructed, already shifting gears.
Millie caught his eye, her lips curving into a knowing half-smile. “Let’s go meet them first. I’ll fill you in later—though I have a feeling you’ve already pieced most of it together.”
A jolt of anticipation ran through Charles; every time he teamed up with Millie to make something big, he felt a surge of adrenaline.
He’d been watching Oakley’s every move, eager to seize the upper hand, but Oakley hadn’t revealed his intentions yet. For now, patience was his only weapon.
“Sure, let’s do this!” Charles replied, his voice upbeat. He passed Millie the last few items she’d requested for her disguise, his excitement barely contained.
The meeting room felt like a walk-in freezer, the air conditioning blasting as Millie and Charles strode in together, their bulky frog costumes swallowing every hint of their real selves.
Brandon and Vivian exchanged bewildered glances, clearly thrown off by the spectacle.
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Vivian squinted, her confusion evident. “Can someone please explain what’s happening?”
Charles tugged off his oversized frog head, tousling his damp hair as he spoke. “We’ve got a big company event today. You caught us just as we finished, so we came straight over.”
Millie wrestled with her own headpiece, fumbling with the clasp, but it refused to budge.
Charles shot her a sympathetic look. “Seems like that one’s wedged on tight. Don’t force it and risk hurting yourself—we’ll get someone to help you in a minute. Just leave it for now.” Official source is
The so-called event was real enough, but it was carefully staged for one purpose—keeping Millie’s identity under wraps.
Since Brandon and Vivian showed up earlier than expected, the whole setup felt even more convincing.
Millie caught Charles’ eye and gave a subtle nod. Charles faced their guests with practiced calm. “So, what brings you both here today? Anything you’d like to get off your chest?”
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