Seeing Gavin’s skepticism, Mira quickly added, “Hi, I’m Mira, the owner of Solflare Studios. To be honest, our studio was just recently established. We don’t have a large staff, and everything is just getting started, but that means you’ll have the freedom to really go for it. Are you willing to join us and build something great together?”
“Mira? You’re *the* Miss Mercer. Does your studio have anything to do with Mercer Vision Entertainment?” Gavin asked, staring in surprise at the long-haired young woman before him. Her fair, youthful face held a maturity and determination that belied her age, making her seem inexplicably trustworthy. He had just been forced out of a company and was wary of large corporations with complicated internal politics.
Mira thought to herself, *He really is the future king of pop. He figured all that out so quickly.*
“Yes, I’m currently a Mercer, but my studio has no connection to Mercer Vision Entertainment or the Mercer family, and it never will.”
“I’ll be straight with you. I just competed in the arts festival and won first place. For the competition, I performed a new song that I wrote myself. I have another new song, and if you’re willing, we can perform it as a duet and release it. And don’t worry, we won’t shortchange you on salary and benefits.”
Gavin nodded. Based on what Mira had said and the well-known fact that she didn't get along with her family, her story seemed plausible. The drama from the Mercer family’s welcome banquet had been all over the internet, and almost everyone knew about it.
“Can I see your song?”
Mira handed him the sheet music for “Silent Comet,” the song she had performed today.
“This is the one I sang today. The other one is a secret for now. You’ll get to see it once you’re officially one of our employees.”
A glint of light flashed in Gavin’s eyes as he finished reading the music for “Silent Comet.”
“Alright, I’m in.”

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