Novel & Cerita Phantom Shadow Entertainment

Lara and Dana casually walked to the plaza and started browsing which movie to watch. It was not a high traffic time and there was only one staff at the counter. Shadow walked up to her and requested to book seats for him and Ben to the left side of the seats Dana and Lara booked. The staff had a difficult expression. Shadow told her that his Boss and Mrs were having a fight and his Boss was trying to win her back. The staff was a romantic at heart and quickly agreed.

"The evening news portal under Starshine Entertainment?" They were a mouthpiece for Starshine Entertainment. Starlight's Twitter account had quite a number of followers and often promoted artists under Starshine Entertainment. It seemed they were stirring up trouble.

She then tactically picked up her glass and sipped her juice. "Spencer Graham? Why does that name sound kinda familiar?" Vermont thought for a while. "He's Penn Graham's son. You know, the CEO of SP Entertainment?" Vermont knew who Felicity was talking about as soon as he heard Penn's name. SP Entertainment was one of the earliest batches of film and media companies in Hustuabourg. They pioneered the entertainment business and managed many stars from the 1990s to the early 2000s. Although there were many media companies now, the pioneers still ruled the industry.

"You better do this right with no casualties. The liquidated damages of these artists added together aren't cheap. You best not waste my money." "Be rest assured," Sharon patted his shoulder tenderly. "I invested my money and heart into Sharecorp. I'm more cautious than you are. GK Pictures will be ours if nothing wrong happens tomorrow. When the time comes, the entertainment industry of Calthon will be in our hands." Anthony swirled his wine glass and said nonchalantly, "What if something happens tomorrow?" Sharon snorted, feeling rather confident, "What could happen tomorrow?" "What if Gilbert's not dead?"

Sally’s POV "Oh my God, is that their baby?" Wendy exclaimed as we watch a replay of the viral livestream episode from SHADOW's channel. BH Entertainment has since deleted the video but fans were so quick to make a copy and it has since circulated the net for about two days already. Not only the whole Korea was shocked but the whole world as well seeing SHADOW had already made a major breakthrough. However, no statements had been released by either BH and BP Entertainment. And fans are going wild.

"This is just absurd. Our company provides a full set of clothing to the students we sponsor every year, including underwear. It's all part of our charity work. Do you need me to pull up the company's purchase records to prove it? "Also, about this supposed 'hush money' you keep mentioning, take a good look. The money came from the Jones Group Charity Foundation. "Ms. Lewis, enlighten me, what kind of criminal would use a company's charity account to send 'hush money'?"

All I knew was that he was Lorekind - some rumors had it that he was some sort of shifter - but no one could say for certain what he really was. What I really wanted to know though, was if he was the one responsible for bringing Illusion back to Orange. Harlow turned from the window. “Who’s the third investor?” “Jonas hasn’t been able to figure out who it is yet.” Noah replied. “But from the looks of things, my guess is that this could be a shadow backer.” A shadow backer was a person who put up funds for an establishment but anonymously. On paper, their names weren’t listed as shareholders, so that made it difficult to trace them.

There were waitstaff gracefully weaved through the crowd, carrying trays of cocktail glasses. Abel handed me two glasses and offered one, "Are you feeling at home here since your arrival?" "Quite well," I replied, taking a sip of the wine. "Do you have any plans? Are you thinking of exploring around?" he inquired. "Not yet," I answered simply. We continued with casual small talk, interrupted occasionally by some of Abel's friends who exchanged greetings with us. The conversation revolved around the upcoming birthday party of Alpha Asher's daughter, Joanna. In my peripheral vision, I noticed Norton Tate leaning against the doorway, intently observing my every move.

“Don't touch her. Not a fucking hair. If you so much as breathe in her direction, I’ll burn you, this clan, and every motherfucker tied to your name to ash.” Shadow exhaled long and slow. “You forget I made you, boy.” “No,” Ace hissed, lips curling. “You built a monster… and now you can’t control him.” They stared at each other in silence—two devils sharing the same fire. Then Shadow picked up his phone, fingers tapping fast. Text to Cleo: > Don’t do anything for now. He dropped the phone on the desk and looked back at Ace. “Happy now?” Ace smirked darkly. “Overjoyed.”