The Fox in Sheep's Skin

Kevin Evans was now going to start the most crucial point of his plan.

Yes, the old man standing at the exit of the airport was none other than Kevin Evans. The passersby beside him could never tell that the pitiful man who failed to pick up his own luggage from the conveyor belt was not an old man at all. Though nobody could blame them, Kevin's acting was top-notch.

His current figure was completely contrary to his usual self. He was standing straight with an expression that said everyone was beneath him.

Now, he was standing a little hunched. His one hand on the suitcase handle and his facial expressions were those of a person who was tired from life but still wanted to keep going. His skin, which was not covered with clothes, was full of wrinkles. He had paid quite a hefty amount to the makeup artist for this look. Though if someone pulled up his sleeve, they might see the still smooth and rough skin.

He considered himself fortunate that his figure was lean, and it could be concealed easily with some oversized clothes.

He felt so proud of himself that he thought about disguising himself very well before meeting Aman. He knew he had to keep a close eye on Mei Wei and Aman's activities, which he could not do if he lived far from them.

But he knew, rather obviously, that the second Mei Wei and Aman recognised him and all of his perfect planning would be smashed into pieces. He was still worrying about this when he received a call. 

A call from none other than Sage Saetang, their fourth partner in that crime!

He grew nervous instantly. Although he acted almighty in front of everyone, whenever he had to face Sage, he could not help but return to his days of being the sidekick of the rich manipulator Sage.

He answered the call, "Hello, boss. How are you?"

But the other side only replied with a "mhmm.".

Kevin felt a little awkward. So he tried to stretch the topic: "Boss, long time no see. I have not heard from you for quite some time."

On the other side, Sage grunted, "It doesn't matter. I did not want to see your ominous face."

Hearing this, Kevin's face turned stiff, but it was still not a great shock for him. After all, it was now a usual occurrence. Kevin always treated him like dust. That's why he was so envious of the friendship between Mei Wang and Melvin. Anyhow, that did not matter now; after the death of his brother, he could easily exploit Mei Wang.

"Tell me about your next step in your plan against that servant," Sage ordered him.

That's right Sage knew all about his plan against Aman. Kevin was still unsure why Sage was so interested in his plan to capture Aman.

Sage had never taken an interest in any of his 'chasings' if you could call it acquiring someone with force chasing, that is.

Thus, he started explaining his situation to Sage. However, Kevin felt more shocked when Sage gave him an idea: "Disguise yourself then. It's not like Aman would recognise you."

Kevin felt enlightened by the idea, and he acted upon it. So he called a makeup artist and created a lie that he wanted to go to his son's school for a fancy dress costume party. So he wanted to disguise himself as an old grandpa.

After successfully avoiding the make-up artist's suspicion, he quickly changed his form. He also learned how to do it himself. 

And with his contacts, getting a fake ID and documents would not be difficult at all.

So here he was walking towards the taxi stand, a hidden fox under the guise of a sheep.

He walked towards the nearest taxi driver and asked him to take him to his destination. His tone was full of politeness. However, his tone was a bit louder as he had decided to become an old man who had a hearing problem. So, naturally, he also spoke loudly to others.

He was behaving accordingly to his disguise since he changed into this form. After all, it was also a kind of practice for him, so his mask would not crack in front of Aman.

Just as he was going to get on the backseat of the taxi, he heard someone shouting in his direction. He looked at where the voice was coming from and found a youth running towards him. 

The boy stood in front of him, his hands on his knees. He was still panting hard. Kevin was a bit dazed, but he quickly regained his composure and asked in a worried manner, "Are you alright, young man? What happened?"

The boy tried to calm his breathing. Kevin carefully examined the youth standing in front of him. He had a young face with a bit of a hint of maturity. His clothes were according to the new trend in teenage fashion. Looking carefully at him, Kevin thought he could not be more than 18 or 19 years old.

As of now, the boy's breathing has also evened. He spoke, "Hello, uncle, my name is Justin Timberlake." The boy introduced himself.

Kevin nodded at him. Judging by the name and the boy's phoenix eyes, he must be a mixed-race child. He said in a gentle voice, "Hello, young man. But who are you? I don't think I know you." He asked.

The boy shook his head and said, "No, Uncle, you don't. But I have a favour to ask from you. Please help me." Justin's voice exactly matched his appearance. His face was also full of worries.

Kevin asked as he patted Justin's shoulder, "What is it, Justin? If it's under my control, I will definitely help you."

Though he did not want to help this stupid boy at all, this boy was delaying his plan. He did not know what kind of help the boy would ask for and if it would further delay his progress.

Just as he was thinking about this, Justin started speaking: "Uncle, you see, my friend and I had decided to come here for a vacation, but he suddenly had an emergency back at home. So he convinced me to go on a solo trip. He hurriedly gave me my boarding pass and passport and left."

"But in his haste, both of us forgot that we had not packed different suitcases for vacation. So he also took back my things. After I realised I could not stop him, he had already left. I could not help but board the plane penniless. Even my phone was in the carry-on bag that he took back. I don't know anybody here."

"I was worried badly, but I heard you were going to the Y Resort. I am also going there. So can you please do me a favour and give me a ride to the resort? I promise you, once I get my luggage back, I will pay you back."

Justin assured him with a solemn look. Kevin was amazed at the boy's misfortune. Fortunately, the boy did not ask for anything and just wanted to tag along on his journey. It was not a problem at all. What's more, it could even solidify his image as a kind, old grandpa.

Thus, he displayed a kind smile and again patted Justin's shoulder, saying, "Of course, young man. It is not a problem at all. Come with me. This old man will also be happy to talk to someone on this boring journey." 

Justin's eyes shone upon hearing this. His dull spirit till now has cheered up. He bowed again and again. "Thank you so much, uncle. I am so grateful to you. Thank you."

After hearing their conversation, the driver also felt that this old man was very kind and helpful. Otherwise, in this selfish world, who would want to pay for the taxi fare of complete strangers?

After both of his passengers got inside the car, he ignited the engine and started moving in the direction of Y Resort. After 5 minutes passed in complete silence, the boy asked the old man, "Uncle, can I use your mobile phone? I need to call my friend and tell him that I have successfully gotten a ride. He must be worried about me."

The old man's eyes curled in a smile. He asked, "Do you remember your friend's number?"

The boy spoke, now a little proud of himself, to remember his friend's number: "Yes, I do."

The old man ruffled the boy's hair and praised him as "Such an intelligent child. Here is my phone." The old man said this as he handed the phone to the boy.

In the driver's thoughts, the child was indeed praiseworthy in order to remember his friend's number. And there was his own brat; forget about others's phone numbers; he could not even keep in mind his own phone number.

Justin quickly called his friend, whom he addressed as Brian, and told him that he got help from a kind uncle and that he would reach the resort in half an hour. Though it could be ascertained that the other party was continuously apologising to Justin, he returned the phone to Kevin after ending the call.

Their journey was filled with small talk. Kevin did a great job at playing an old man. He even told Justin some odd stories about his good old days. At last, they reached their destination, the Y Resort.

After Kevin paid the taxi fare for both of them, they entered the magnificent hotel and went straight to the reception desk.

Justin had booked his tickets online, so he faced no problem regarding this matter. He took the room card from the receptionist. Kevin noticed that his room was on the 9th floor.

He thanked Kevin one last time, bowing politely to him, and left.

After that, Kevin went to the receptionist and said the name he had decided for his fake identity, "Victor Murray, please." He requested that the receptionist check the list.

After a few minutes, the receptionist handed him the room card.

He took the lift and went inside the room he had chosen very carefully. His room was on the 11th floor. The topmost floor of every building in the Y Resort. Every building except one. This particular building has 12 floors; the 12th floor served as the owner's suite. He knew he could not get an owner's suite. Thus, he chose this room in the building opposite the owner's suite.

His room was directly opposite Aman's room.