Although the "Frost Sorrow" plan has not been officially launched yet, some early preparations are naturally the sooner the better, especially in terms of publicity. After all, the transmission and fermentation of the news takes time. It is impossible to release the news today, and a large number of strange disciples and treasure hunters will pour in tomorrow.

Therefore, after a brief internal discussion, they unanimously decided to start operating the publicity matters first. This is why Donald looked for well-known playwrights in Renas. He didn't know what people in this era liked to watch, nor did he know which story could attract attention, so he wanted to find a professional.

But I didn't expect that two people would come... One of them was someone I knew.

"Who are you quieters?"

In the living room on the second floor of the Taros Family Villa, Donald, who was leaning against the sofa, was wandering between Scarlett and Denise.

"Mr. Taros, the quieter is my daughter, Denise."

Before the girl could speak, the baron who brought them here introduced first.

"Oh, the quieter is this lady... Then you two go first, I have something to talk to Denise alone."

There is a secret about the creation of the story script, and Donald does not intend to let irrelevant people listen.

Huxley immediately stepped forward and made a call to Baron and Scarlett, which made Baron and Scarlett feel a little embarrassed. The former hoped to stay with his daughter, not because he was worried about her safety, but because he wanted to be familiar with the Renass ruler, while the latter was simply worried, after all, just like what she and Denise had discussed before.

The reputation of Servet Taros is really average.

But they couldn't help but be able to go out. Even though they were reluctant, Huxley turned around and left obediently when he stood in front of them.

When someone walked out of the door, Huxley turned around and closed the door of the living room. The door frame with gold edges radiated a bit of bright luster under the orange-red sunset light.

Hearing the sound of the door lock, Denise subconsciously clenched the pen in her hand, and looked nervously at the young man who was facing the sunset outside the window, bent down to tear the meat strips of a pure white cat.

No matter how many bad rumors I heard before, at this moment, she had to admit that the man in front of her was very charming, not only because of his appearance, but also because of his indescribable special temperament and the tenderness he inadvertently revealed when he took care of the cat.

"Sit down, I have something to ask you for help. Now this is the same as if you ask me to do things..."

As he controlled Renas City for a longer time, Donald was gradually correcting his behavior and no longer deliberately imitated Sewit Taros.

A sudden change in a person's personality can make people suspicious, but now he is a person who has experienced life and death and has some beliefs in his heart. It is not very unacceptable to change in his personality.

You should know that Donald is planning to operate the city as his base camp. He cannot accept the worship of the people with a poor character, and he needs to pay more attention to his image in some foreign exchanges in the future.

No one likes to be avoided like a virus...at least Donald is not grateful for this.

"I don't know what I can help you?"

When Denise heard the mayor ask for his own business, he was stunned at first, and then asked with a strange expression.

In her opinion, how could she help with things that Sevit Taros could not accomplish, so she was a little worried that the person in front of her was having some other thoughts.

“I heard your script is very popular?”

Donald could tell at a glance that Denise was probably worried about her evil intentions, and asked helplessly.

"Well...I am indeed a little famous in script creation, but this..."

"I need you to help me create a story!"

"What?"

Denise's expression became more and more weird. The mayor personally asked himself to help create the story?

"I will give you some story elements. I need you to create a sufficiently compelling story based on these elements. As long as you can write it, I can guarantee you here that your family will receive a generous reward."

Knowing that his reputation is easy to make people misunderstand, Donald simply speaks directly with his interests.

"Just create a story?"

"Of course, but don't be too happy too early. I have requirements for this script... and I want to use it to complete some plans that are very important to me, so you can't leave this villa during the creation period. Even if you want to go out and relax, I must have my people present."

Donald thought about it and decided to reveal something to Denise. If he didn't say anything, it would make her think more. Now he was telling her that her script would be a key part of a plan planned by her mayor, and might make her feel at ease.

The reason is very simple. Denise's whole family is in Renas. What Donald wants her to do is just a matter of one sentence. Now he is willing to explain some of his trust and his implications are also clearly expressed.

The script is very important. If it cannot be completed or leaked in the middle, the result of the betrayal transaction is undoubtedly very serious.

"What kind of story do you want?"

If it were something else, Denise might be worried and a little scared, but the mayor asked her to do what she was best at, so she was excited after learning that her script would gain a significant position in the other party's plan.

"You are in a good state now. It seems that my decision to meet you was correct before. Let's talk about the script..."

Donald looked at Denise with some surprise, then smiled with satisfaction, took the wind chime in his arms, and began to tell his request.

About half an hour later, just as the sunset was about to disappear behind the building opposite the villa, the door of the living room was opened again.

Scarlett and the Baron, who were anxiously waiting for the news in the room opposite the door, quickly came forward.

"Father, I will live here for some time. Mr. Taros has a very important task to me, and I am very interested in it."

Denise, who hugged her carrying laptop on her chest, looked a little red, and there were some slight sweat beads on her nose and forehead. Part of the reason was that the temperature in summer did not drop much even at dusk, but more because the discussion in the living room just now aroused the creative enthusiasm and inspiration of her playwright.

To be honest, she couldn't wait to complete a classic masterpiece.

"What... are you going to live here? But you don't... Denise, you have to understand that this is not very good for your reputation."

The Baron still loves his daughter. His impression of Donald was also a few months ago. He thought that if his daughter stayed here for a while, the family would certainly benefit a lot, but it would have a significant impact on his daughter's future life.

Ahem!

Huxley's timely cough made the Baron look embarrassed and lowered his head to apologize. He realized that his words just now were a bit too much, and that was offending the owner here!

"Don't worry, Lord Taros will leave Miss Denise in the name of finding a tutor for both Murlin and Cecilia. For the real situation, please keep it a secret. The Taros family does not want anyone except the two to know about this!"

Noting that Donald was walking out of the living room, Huxley said to the two directly.

"I want to stay, too, I can accompany Denise, she will be bored living here alone."

Scarlett pursed his lips, stepped forward and grabbed Denise's wrist, looked at Huxley and said.

"Sorry, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay to stay, but you have to follow the rules here. Huxley, go and prepare two next door to them, just next to Lilo and Stephanie."

Donald, who had already reached the door, naturally heard the conversation outside. He thought that one more person would be able to hide his eyes and answered. With Lilo and Stephanie watching, he was not afraid of anything happening to them.

"Thank you for agreeing to stay."

Scarlett lifted the broken hair on one side of her cheek behind her ears, and she still didn't dare to look directly at Donald.

"It's nothing. These two rooms are not bad in the villa. I'll leave first if I have something to do. Miss Denise, if you have any questions, come to me at any time, and Huxley can also be found. He will bring you to me."

The conversation just now made Donald understand the talent of this girl who became a well-known playwright at a young age. Some of the content she put forward can often learn from one example and sometimes even inspire herself.
Chapter completed!