Chapter 490

But this time, she wasn’t going to let Evelina have her way. Inside the banquet hall, clad in a designer couture dress, Evelina stood by Asher’s side, flashing a sweet, sensible demeanor, aiming to leave a good impression on everyone. After all, from today on, she would be known as the genius behind the latest hit series, written under the pseudonym MM.

As for Lemira, that fool, she was destined to be nothing more than a stepping stone in Evelina’s path—first, to become a renowned scriptwriter, then to take over Caspian’s company, channeling all resources to spotlight herself alone. With this plan, becoming a superstar was just around the corner.

Evelina grew more excited by the thought. After all, becoming a superstar had been her dream since childhood. Indeed, the advice from her father was golden. Not only had Asher provided her with a foundation, but he also entrusted her with managing Caspian’s company. Soon, she would be on top of the world.

As the room filled up, the host took the stage, saying, “I’m sure everyone remembers the recent hit series. Now, let’s welcome a representative from Gameverse to speak.”

Asher took the stage with a few polite remarks, then turned to Evelina, saying, “Gameverse has had its ups and downs, but thankfully, I have a very talented sister.”

Warm applause filled the room. Basking in the attention and applause, Evelina climbed the steps in her high heels. After years of hard work, she had finally made it to this moment.

Just then, a man and a woman entered through the main door. The moment Evelina saw Lemira, her smile froze. What was that wretch doing here with Caspian? A bad premonition washed over Evelina. If Lemira was here, how could Asher announce that she was the true scriptwriter?

Not just Evelina, but Asher too was taken aback by Caspian’s decision to bring Lemira to the banquet. What was Caspian up to?

Caspian’s agent loudly announced, “Our very own Caspian was discharged from the hospital today and made a special effort to attend this banquet.” This statement highlighted Caspian’s identity, just in case the mask he wore prevented recognition.

Caspian walked straight to the stage, standing in front of Asher: “Asher, do you mind if I say a few words? After all, I’ve been closely involved with this project.”

Asher clenched the microphone, his voice low, “What are you doing bringing Lemira here?”

“Asher, didn’t you just mention our talented sister? I specifically brought her along. Or who were you planning to have on stage after your speech?”

Caspian turned his head to glance at Evelina standing on the steps: “Are we letting a distant sister take the place of our own? That wouldn’t be right.”

Caspian raised his voice deliberately, ensuring the nearby guests could hear. Evelina, standing on the steps, turned visibly uncomfortable. She hadn’t expected Caspian to dare disrupt the event with Lemira in tow!

She had thought Caspian wouldn’t dare to cross Asher, which is why she had dropped her facade around him, openly mocking Caspian. If only she had kept up the act, maybe Caspian wouldn’t have brought Lemira to stir trouble.

Asher fixed his gaze on Caspian: “Enough, don’t say any more. You’re disrupting my plans!”

“Asher, wasn’t your plan to publicly declare our own sister as the talented scriptwriter? Am I wrong?”

After his statement, Caspian turned to Lemira, loudly announcing, “Let me formally introduce everyone to my most talented sister, Lemira. Come on up!”

Lemira, lifting her dress, ascended the steps. When she reached Evelina, she stopped, extending her hand to her, “Shall we do this together?”