Chapter 540
Ken immediately dialed James’s number. Before James could speak, Ken ordered, “Pull up Janet’s call records for the past month, now.”
“Yes…” James had barely uttered a word when Ken suddenly noticed that he had accidentally rewound the surveillance footage.
Just as he was about to close his computer, something caught his eye. Janet was standing at an airport service desk.
She was at a service desk for purchasing SIM cards. Ken narrowed his eyes and checked the time of the surveillance.
It was about twenty minutes before Averi and her family arrived at the airport. Generally, airport SIM card services catered to tourists or business travelers, not to locals like Janet.
Tightening his grip on his phone, Ken said to James, “Forget about that. Look into the call records for the SIM card she bought at the airport.”
“The airport?” James hesitated for a moment but quickly complied without further questions.
Since the Swanson Group was the largest shareholder of Silverlake Airport, they couldn’t let anyone in the family know about this. James had to rely on black-market connections to get the records.
This process would take at least an hour.
At that moment, a senior executive from Swanson Universal Entertainment knocked on the open door and walked in. “Mr. Swanson…”
Ken turned off the computer screen and said expressionlessly, “Speak.”
The executive handed a document to Ken. He said with a hint of eagerness, “You asked me to keep an eye on Zara. I managed to get her a spot as a regular guest on the second season of ‘Artist’s Wardrobe.””
Hearing it was about Zara, Ken nodded patiently. “And?”
Since Ken hadn’t shut him up or told him to leave, the executive felt encouraged. He thought he’d guessed right about Ken and Zara’s relationship. He quickly continued, “According to the format of the first season, regular guests must bring a significant figure to the first episode for a makeover…”
Ken tapped his fingers on the desk. “Get to the point.”
“Yes…” The executive swallowed nervously, focusing on the important part. “The other guests have already lined up their participants, but Zara hasn’t decided yet. I was wondering if you could be her mystery guest for the first episode?”
“A show recording?” Ken’s brows immediately furrowed.
His first instinct was to refuse, but he hesitated. He remembered Melody’s support for Zara and how Zara had saved Sid’s life with her blood. He couldn’t refuse and say, “Alright.”
Zara had saved Sid’s life, so this small sacrifice seemed necessary.
The executive’s eyes lit up as Ken agreed.
He said, “Alright! I’ll make the arrangements now. I’ll keep your participation confidential until the show airs. It’ll be a hit!”
Ken replied, “Remind me of the time and place a few days before the recording so I can adjust my schedule.”
“Yes!” The executive nodded enthusiastically.
He had approached Ken with a “nothing to lose” attitude, never expecting Ken to agree.
After all, Ken usually avoided public appearances. But this time, he agreed to a show recording. It was clear just how different Zara was to him.
The executive left, more determined than ever to stay on Zara’s good side. He was delighted as he exited the room.
Ken was confused by the executive’s reaction. However, Janet’s matter weighed heavily on his mind, leaving him no interest in Swanson Universal Entertainment or Zara’s affairs.
After the executive left, he went straight to Zara’s current agent, Thomas.
The executive said, “No need to worry about Zara’s mystery guest. She’s already found one on her own.”
Thomas was taken aback and blurted out, “With her current standing, who could she possibly find that’s important enough to be a guest?”
The executive frowned. “What do you mean by ‘her current standing’? The company has high hopes for her. Just focus on managing her properly, and leave the guest situation alone. Less chatter, more action.”
Thomas quickly lowered his head in compliance.
Once the executive left, Thomas raised his head and glanced toward the curtains behind the sofa.
He said, “Stop hiding. Come out.” Then, Yana slowly stepped out from behind the curtains.
Her eyes were filled with discontent as she watched the executive leave. but she quickly replaced it with a seductive smile. She sauntered over and sat on Thomas’s lap.
“Thomas…” she purred while unbuttoning his shirt. “How can that bitch invite a big shot? Impossible.”
Enjoying Yana’s touch, Thomas closed his eyes and replied. “There are only a few big names she can invite who are willing to appear on the show. And those who were on the first season can’t come back again. Most of the good options have already been snapped up by the other regular guests. That leaves almost no one…
Yana frowned slightly. Her voice was soft and sweet. “Thomas, you’re not telling me anything useful”
Thomas opened his eyes, irritation flashing in them, and Yana immediately felt a jolt of fear.
Since her socialite status had been exposed by Melody on set, Yana’s position in the company had become precarious. The only thing she could still rely on was Thomas’s favor. If he abandoned her, she knew she’d have no chance of surviving in the industry.
Realizing this, Yana quickly adjusted her demeanor, suppressing her disgust as she kissed Thomas’s earlobe. She said teasingly. “Thomas don’t be mad. I’m just upset. She steals my movie and takes my spot on the show too. I don’t like she has an easy time in this industry. It’s not fair.”
Thomas felt a surge of heat through his body.
He tightened his grip around Yana’s waist, breathing heavily as he said, “Don’t worry. As long as you make me happy today, I guarantee she won’t find any big shot for the show. Also, I got you a spot on the first episode… Though it’s just as a guest for one episode, if your performance is better than hers, the company will reconsider who they want to keep.”
Yana’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she hugged Thomas tightly.
They became intimate in the room. On the other side of town, at the Nathan family home.
After hanging up the phone, Melody picked up a pen from the desk.
She had requested a private room from the Nathan family’s staff, pretending to need space to think about a prescription. After the call, she still needed to maintain the pretense.
Melody casually jotted down a few herbs on a paper, then called for one of the Nathan family’s servants.
A servant quickly approached and asked, “Dr. Knowles, is there anything you need?”
“Yes.” Melody nodded slightly. “Mr. Nathan isn’t here, and I need to clarify some things about allergies. Who in the household knows Miss Nathan best?”