Stan could only sigh upon seeing all that then he guided the Huracán toward the parking structure entrance.

Even beneath the muted lighting of the approach tunnel, the matte-black finish caught enough reflected illumination to stand out. Several paparazzi near the barricades visibly tracked the car as it passed.

He parked. Cut the engine..Then both of them stepped out. The reaction was immediate.

"that’s Vivian Reeves, Star Entertainment’s Velaris branch manager but who’s the handsome young man beside her?"

"wait, the car. isn’t that a limited-edition Huracán?!"

"Hold on, that’s Stan Harrison!"

"Ghost Signal! that’s the guy from Ghost Signal and Unfinished Business!!!"

Attention shifted all at once.

Three separate streamers pivoted away from their original coverage targets with the instinctive speed of people recognizing a more valuable story in real time. Two credentialed photographers broke from the press line and moved closer, cameras already raised.

Stan and Vivian walked from the parking structure toward the arena entrance at an unhurried pace.

Neither acknowledged the cameras. Neither needed to.

One of the streamers, a man in his late thirties carrying a professional stabilizer rig and speaking with the polished rhythm of someone long accustomed to live coverage, had already turned fully toward them, addressing his audience with growing excitement.

"okay, for everyone just joining the stream, the Lamborghini Huracán that just arrived. yes, the matte-black limited edition. and the two stepping out are Vivian Reeves, recently confirmed manager of Star Entertainment’s Velaris branch, and beside her is Stan Harrison. Yes, that Stan Harrison. the university student connected to both Ghost Signal and Unfinished Business, the two short films that have been dominating online discussion all week."

He continued walking backward to keep them in frame.

"and the question everybody in chat is already asking is why a student, even a reportedly wealthy one, is attending a major industry talent showcase as a guest of Star Entertainment? The rumors about this guy being an actual tycoon are starting to look a lot less exaggerated."

The fact he’s a shareholder isn’t available to the public, only people with deep information network can access that..

Meanwhile, more paparazzi converged. Questions were thrown toward them from multiple directions.

Stan never slowed.

He neither acknowledged nor avoided the attention. He simply moved forward with the same calm, measured composure he carried into everything else, leaving the cameras to follow on their own.

Roughly forty meters away, along another section of the arrival circuit, a black Ferrari sat momentarily idle as its driver watched the sudden shift in press attention.

The woman behind the wheel wore frameless glasses and a dark tailored coat. Her gaze remained fixed on the cluster of cameras that had abruptly abandoned their previous subjects to converge on two new arrivals moving toward the arena entrance.

Her expression changed slightly. Not quite a frown. Not quite amusement either.

Something closer to professional recognition layered over quiet assessment.

To anyone familiar with the Reeves family, the resemblance was unmistakable. The same underlying bone structure. The same sharp line of the jaw. But where Vivian carried intensity with open force, this version of those features had settled into something calmer and more refined, authority shaped through time and repetition rather than personality alone.

Lily Reeves.

A senior talent acquisition executive for Netflix’s Asia-Pacific division. Velaris-based. The elder of the two Reeves sisters, the one who had spent twelve years building her reputation through industry performance instead of inherited positioning.

And at the moment, she was watching her younger sister arrive beside a young man she didn’t recognize, but already intended to investigate.

Lily observed them for another few seconds before a valet stepped to her window.

The Ferrari rolled forward into the drop-off lane.

Behind her, the streamer covering the arrival area was already reading reactions from his rapidly accelerating chat feed.

"yes, chat, that’s correct. Vivian Reeves works for Star Entertainment while her sister Lily Reeves is with Netflix. Two sisters. Two rival companies. Same talent showcase tonight."

He laughed, adjusting the angle of his rig as he continued filming the entrance.

"and apparently everyone in chat wants to know whether the Reeves family Christmas dinners are considered corporate warfare."

The live comments exploded fast enough to visibly flood his display.

Then another notification reached him.

His eyes widened slightly.

"oh, and we’ve just confirmed Lily Reeves herself has arrived at the venue, so both Reeves sisters are officially in the building tonight representing competing companies and scouting from the same talent pool."

He turned back toward the camera with an energized grin.

"ladies and gentlemen, this event just became significantly more interesting."

....

A few moments later...

Lily Reeves could be seen moving through the arena’s arrival corridor with the calm assurance of someone who had attended enough events like this to stop being impressed by them years ago and start treating them purely as tools.

Two associates accompanied her, a junior talent scout carrying a tablet and a senior acquisitions coordinator who moved with the quiet efficiency of someone long accustomed to Lily’s pace and habits. The three operated as a seamless unit, the kind of coordination that only developed after years spent navigating high-pressure industry environments together.

Stan noticed her before she reached them.

The resemblance caught his attention for barely half a second, not enough to show externally, just the brief mental adjustment of someone processing unexpected familiarity. The family line was unmistakable. The jawline. The eyes. The same composed, evaluative stillness in the way the features settled.

But where Vivian’s version of those traits carried a sharpness born from entitlement, Lily’s carried something else entirely.

Experience. Earned authority.

She had the kind of presence that didn’t need to announce itself because it had already learned the room would eventually orient around it anyway.

Beside him, Stan felt Vivian register her sister’s approach. A subtle shift in posture. A recalibration so slight most people would have missed it entirely.

The reaction of someone preparing themselves before impact.

Lily reached them.

Her eyes flicked briefly to Vivian, one look carrying the compressed weight of years of sibling history, before settling on Stan with calm, unmistakable interest.

She extended her hand.

"Stan Harrison," she said with a smile...

Stan took the handshake. Her grip was steady and direct.

"Lily Reeves."

"I’ve been meaning to arrange an introduction." Her smile was warm, controlled, deliberate. "I watched Ghost Signal yesterday evening. Three times, actually." A faint amusement entered her voice. "its quite good, even as a tycoon you’ve got talent and interest for many things..."

Around them, cameras subtly shifted position. A pair of paparazzi adjusted their angles while one of the streamers lowered his voice into excited commentary for his audience.