Sabotaged

Ethan stood in front of his dresser to adjust his shirt of rare, luxury quality, as he looked at himself conceitedly through the mirror. He took from his rack golden cufflinks and attached them to the sleeve collar of his shirt, and picked from the revolving racks of numerous wristwatches, a diamond-studded one which he clasped around his wrist.

His gelled jet-black hair shone through the mirror so perfectly, that he looked so elegant like someone that was just going to the office. But that was not the case. He was getting ready to attend the AVARSON fashion show event, which he had made sure to reserve the best seat for. A good seat space where everyone and even the designer of the clothes would be able to sight him from.

"Hunh," He checked the time through his wristwatch and figured out that he still had so many minutes, before the event would even plan on starting to talk more about the collection display itself.

He was tempted to pick up his phone and call the phone that would