The Front Desk Twins

After handling matters related to the special effects, Kevin first went to the office building he had rented near Hollywood.

Dawnlight Films, where he was the boss, was located there.

Of course, although it was a film company, Dawnlight Films was currently just an empty shell. It was not involved in distribution, copyright development, or any other such business.

At present, the company's only business was Kevin's investment in a 30% stake in Mission: Impossible.

It would be a long time before any returns came in.

However, Kevin's main purpose in setting up the company was actually tax avoidance. A large sum of money would soon be deposited into the company's corporate account.

Putting expenses through the company could greatly reduce quite a bit of tax.

His nearly thirty million dollars in income from Saw's box office share, screenwriting and directing fees, plus the subsequent sale of the rights—

After deducting the Beverly Hills villa and all sorts of miscellaneous expenses, as well as the taxes paid in April after reducing his tax burden through a professional tax firm, only a little over ten million dollars remained.

In theory, that money had not been enough to invest in Mission: Impossible.

But Kevin, who had absolute confidence in Mission: Impossible, had thrown in all of his studio income as a screenwriter, director, and producer, along with every cent he had on hand, to obtain a 30% investment stake in Mission: Impossible.

The other film companies had been happy to see it happen as well. With Kevin, the director, putting in so much, he naturally could not possibly play any tricks with the Mission: Impossible project and would only be more careful with the production.

After saying all that, there was only one point: Kevin was broke.

Now, he needed to collect Get Out's investment share from Warner Bros. The two sides were still in their honeymoon phase of cooperation, but once Kevin obtained MGM shares, that might no longer be the case.

To avoid complications from dragging things out, Kevin decided to use this opportunity to get the box office share first. He would then sell the future revenue to Warner at a discount and get the money in hand before anything else.

That money would all be converted into his shares in MGM.

This was a tremendous opportunity for him to reach the pinnacle of Hollywood. He absolutely could not miss it.

MGM's terms were simply too tempting.

"Boss Kevin!"

The moment Kevin entered, the two young women at the front desk called out his name in unison. Then, one of them got up and went inside to call CEO Dawson.

The other led Kevin on a tour around the office.

Looking at the delicate blonde beauty before him, Kevin could not help asking,

"Are you two adults? Did Dawson hire you?"

Based on Kevin's experience, there was an eighty percent chance that these twin beauties were underage.

Americans entered an unusually mature state after reaching adulthood. There was a world of difference in appearance before and after adulthood, which was also why America had such an astonishing number of pedophiles.

American billionaire Jeffrey Epstein had committed suicide in prison.

The web of connections behind it was unbelievably complicated.

Lolita Island—that earth-shaking scandal had all really happened.

It truly proved one saying: the things Americans used to accuse other countries of were actually mistakes they had committed themselves. America was judging others by its own standards.

"I'm seventeen. Uncle Kevin sent us here, and he even told us what Boss Kevin looked like."

The blonde beauty was not intimidated by Kevin's status at all. As she led him around the office area, she introduced herself.

"My name is Alex Helen. I'm the daughter of Alex Dawson's sister. My sister and I didn't go to college. Our mother asked Uncle Dawson to help us find jobs, so Uncle sent us here."

"Oh? How much are you paid?"

Kevin scratched his head. Although the two young beauties were indeed pleasing to the eye, as a capitalist, he definitely would not agree if their salaries were too high.

"One thousand eight hundred dollars. My younger sister Emma and I both make that much."

Kevin nodded. The salary was somewhat high, but not outrageous. At least Dawson had some sense.

Helen wore a sweet smile, but she was rather nervous inside. Before they came, Uncle Dawson had told them about Steve Kevin, the famous Hollywood director.

It filled them with anticipation.

As members of a capitalist society, they understood the allure of money better than most. Kevin himself was very handsome, held high status, and was also a multimillionaire.

Although neither her uncle nor her mother had said it outright, Helen knew this was a great opportunity for them to change their social class.

If they could marry Kevin, they would instantly enter high society.

In the United States, status was just as important as money in high society.

And a famous director like Kevin was naturally a member of high society. They held a high position in Hollywood, could create superstars, and could also generate enormous revenue for other film companies.

The upper class was very willing to accept them as one of its own.

At seventeen, they were at the most charming point in their lives. This was the best time for them to capture a lifelong meal ticket.

As for studying, frankly speaking, neither she nor her sister was cut out for it. At the same time, college tuition was not something they could afford.

In the United States, an ordinary person without a scholarship needed at least tens of thousands of dollars to graduate from college, and that was only for ordinary schools.

Prestigious universities were even less affordable for ordinary people. At the very least, their family could not afford them.

"Then why didn't you continue your education?"

Kevin rubbed his chin and asked gently.

The quick-witted Helen suddenly hooked her arm around Kevin's and said,

"We can't afford it. My sister and I don't get good grades, so we can't get scholarships. To graduate, we'd need at least one or two hundred thousand dollars."

"After graduating, it might take decades just to pay off the debt. There's no need for that."

"Besides, my sister and I are so pretty. Marrying a rich man early is actually the best choice..."

At that point, feeling the soft warmth against him, Kevin hurriedly pulled his arm free.

So that was it. The two sisters had come looking for rich husbands.

Though they were indeed beautiful, underage was underage. Kevin would not fall for this.

"Ahem. Good luck to you."

Kevin said righteously.

"Hmph!"

Helen merely crossed her arms over her chest and gave a soft snort through her nose.

No man could resist the temptation of her and her sister. Their experiences at school had long told them that, though the sisters had always kept their distance from the boys at school.

Their mother had fooled around with boys while she was in school and ended up giving birth to them early. Their father had long since run off to who knew where.

That had left them living rather poorly since childhood. If not for their uncle's support, becoming homeless on the streets would only have been a matter of time.