"Miss Roberts, I fear I may have affronted a prominent figure from Tiktoc..."Claire concisely apprised Miss Roberts of the situation."How could you be so foolish!"Miss Roberts admonished, her own trepidation mounting.This Tiktoc corporation, initially perceived as a mere livestreaming platform confined to the modest Lumina City, had unveiled itself as a veritable behemoth. Flush with wealth and influence, it had recently acquired two prominent entertainment agencies, solely to impose an outright ban upon the associated celebrities.The entire entertainment industry now regarded Tiktoc with a wary circumspection, deeming discretion the wisest course of action.Yet, should Tiktoc extend an offer of collaboration, they would undoubtedly embrace it wholeheartedly.For Tiktoc's reputation for magnanimity was well-established, as evidenced by the previous Billionaire Challenge event.And now, this golden opportunity lay before their company, only to be rebuffed by an ill-informed employ
Adam exhaled with relief, now awaiting the architectural renderings. Upon their receipt, he would seek Mr. Smith's appraisal, and if found wanting, revisions would ensue.The subsequent priority centered upon securing a venue for the celebratory gala.Adam's sights converged upon the Clark Hotel, situated in the heart of Lumina City – the unrivaled pinnacle of luxury, a gem so resplendent that even the grandest establishments throughout Elysia paled in comparison.Naturally, this establishment fell under the aegis of the illustrious Clark Group.Upon learning of the unassuming gentleman's identity as the CEO of Tiktoc, the lobby manager could scarce conceal his astonishment, his demeanor swiftly adopting a reverent tenor: "I had not anticipated Mr. Johnson's esteemed presence..."In their profession, they were well-versed in the intricacies of Lumina City's intricate web of power and influence.Adam basked in the lobby manager's deferential adulations, articulating his requirements wi
Alighting from the vehicle, Evan nonchalantly tossed the keys toward the hotel's security personnel, chuckling at the unimpressive demeanor of his colleagues."No need for envy – after tonight, you shall all possess such treasures."This proclamation sparked a chorus of astonished exclamations.Sean, unable to contain himself, unleashed an unrestrained "Fuck!"His abrupt outburst startled the very guard who had accepted Evan's keys moments earlier.In contrast to Sean's unbridled reaction, the others opted for a more restrained response. Yet, their trembling frames and barely suppressed mirth betrayed their astonishment, prompting a wry smile from Evan."Follow me. Would I ever deprive you of such indulgences?"Thus emboldened, the remaining four could no longer restrain themselves: "Mr. Smith, you are truly indomitable!""Enough, enough!" Evan's countenance assumed a stern visage."Let us assess the gala's proceedings. How many of our personnel will be in attendance this evening?"Pr
They could scarcely forget that fateful day when YouClub's oppression had nearly crushed Tiktoc's very existence. Yet a mere month had elapsed, and their company's valuation soared into the billions, ushering each of them toward life's pinnacles – barring the act of taking a wife, their dreams had been realized.Opulent mansions, luxury automobiles, a thriving enterprise – they were, undeniably, life's victors.And this bounty, this boundless beneficence, was Evan's magnanimous gift.With the transfer complete, the receptionist and her team took their leave from the Clark Hotel premises.For the impending celebration was another company's affair, and their lingering presence served no purpose.Evan regarded her with polite indifference, and she, in turn, maintained a respectful distance. For this dashing gentleman had already bestowed upon her abundant favors – to impose further would be the height of impropriety.Instructing his colleagues to relocate the vehicles to the parking area
Yet this retrospective proved fleeting, a mere ten minutes in duration.For all present understood that the employees' anticipation, and indeed Mr. Smith's own eagerness, lay elsewhere.Adam continued, "The sumptuous fare has merely whetted your appetites – it is a modest token of the company's gratitude for your arduous endeavors during this challenging period."With these words, he offered a respectful bow.Among the Tiktoc employees, eyes glistened with emotion.They were intimately acquainted with the tribulations of those grueling days, rendered bearable only by their encounter with Mr. Smith.Ah, there he was – Mr. Smith, ensconced amidst his feminine entourage, ever the charming seducer!One could not deny Adam's eloquence, for even the ladies surrounding Evan found their eyes moistening in response to his emotive oration.Yet this sentimental interlude proved short-lived, for tonight was a celebration!Adam's hosting prowess remained unwavering: "Enough of my reminiscences les
Ava glanced uncertainly at Evan. Much as she adored the car, she could not accept. "I cannot take this!""The success belongs to Mr. Smith alone. I was but a minor player!""A minor player?" Adam demurred. "You were among our first broadcasters when Tiktok was still a fledgling platform. You are most deserving!""Mr. Smith means no impropriety!" A chorus urged her acceptance, and upon Evan's nod of assurance, Ava acquiesced. "Then please convey my gratitude to Mr. Smith."If not for Smith's instructions, Adam would have revealed Evan's identity then and there. Smiling, he replied, "Of course."Ava rejoined her friends, and Evan smiled reassuringly. "Fear not, I harbor no untoward thoughts."Relief palpable, Ava nodded.Adam savored this gratifying moment before addressing the crowd anew. "Enough indulgence—now it's your turn!" The rules had been outlined; now for the prizes. "First, the third prize: $50,000, with twenty winners!"Stunned exclamations resounded even from the report
"I know your capabilities—success is inevitable for you. But could you not act so blasé about everything?"Her brow furrowed in uncharacteristic solemnity. "You're exceptionally talented, but without drive, your talents will stagnate."Evan contemplated the starry expanse, ruminating at length before responding. "Very well—from this day forward, I shall forge ahead with determination.""Good." Ava nodded emphatically. "Then become a man I must look up to!" She had long worried about his seeming indolence. Though skilled in dance, cinema, and storytelling, Evan never actively pursued those passions, forever sporting that insouciant grin—the very picture of complacency. His newfound commitment filled her with elation surpassing her prized Bentley, for she knew: if Evan truly applied himself, he could become a titan unmatched.His talents alone proved prodigious. Of course, Evan's vow stemmed not from a need for their approval, but from inklings gestating since before the gala—visions
"Though, come to think of it, as an ultra-wealthy magnate, why doesn't Mr. Smith simply leverage his fortune to triumph this time?"After ending the call, Evan rose from his bed, settling into a chair, deep in contemplation."Songwriting shouldn't pose any issues.""As for lacking promising new talents...""My sister Bella is exceptional; with her extraordinary qualities, that shouldn't be a problem either."With that thought, Evan entered his room, retrieving a guitar while blank musical scores awaited on the stand.He traced the flame tattoo on his right hand—the Entertainment Godfather Gloves—and began strumming the strings.Amid the intermittent notes, a melody gradually coalesced.After transcribing several dozen measures onto the blank score, the musical composition was complete.Then, Evan closed his eyes, his chest suffused with the emotions of first love.Upon reopening them, he caressed the flame tattoo (Entertainment Godfather Gloves) once more, waving his hand to swiftly p