America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 878 - 842 Surprised or Not Surprised_2

Memories of their intimate moments during marriage flashed before his eyes, and all Ryan Reynolds wanted to do was vomit, which he did, splattering messily.

Hunched over, gripping his stomach, and facing the floor, his tears, snot, and stomach contents violently erupted forth.

Scarlett laughed happily, no longer caring for her furiously vomiting ex-husband, picked up her bag, and left the place.

Ryan Reynolds continued to vomit, unable to stop.

...

In a very ordinary apartment in West Hollywood.

Michel Brian, wearing an electronic anklet, opened the door as one of her high-end escorts under her service entered.

"Boss, I brought you some food," Melano said as she placed a paper bag on the table, "You should eat something."

Michel nodded, pulled out a burger, and while eating, she said, "With so many people under me, they all ran when trouble came, only you remembered me."

Melano professed her enjoyment of the job, the money was fast and the work relatively easy, and then asked, "Boss, can we start over?"

Wiping cheese sauce from the corner of her mouth with a napkin, Michel replied confidently, "Yes, once this blows over, everything will go back to normal."

She exuded confidence, "It'll just cost some money, but we can earn it back."

Melano believed in her boss's abilities, "As long as our clients are still around, money is easy to come by."

"We'll also develop new clients," Michel thought of the plan she'd been working on and said, "I'm developing Martin Davis to become our client; you can join in then."

Melano thought it sounded like a golden opportunity, "Really? Martin Davis!"

Michel said, "Without a super big client, our risk resistance is too weak..."

Receiving a text message on her phone, Melano glanced at it and said, "I've got something else, I need to go."

Michel waved her off, "Go ahead, be busy."

Melano left the apartment.

Michel closed the door and checked the time before pulling out her phone to make a call, "It's me."

A woman's voice came through on the other end, "I told you, stop calling!"

Michel couldn't worry about that, "When will this be resolved? I need an exact time!"

"We've already bailed you out," the woman's steady voice replied, "Other things are in progress; have some patience."

Michel blurted out, "All my assets have been frozen!"

The person on the other end assured, "It'll be resolved quickly, I promise."

Before Michel could speak again, the call was disconnected.

Listening to the dial tone, Michel's face turned somewhat unsightly.

If they weren't going to help, she might need to leak some information, using it to pressure them.

Setting down her phone, Michel stretched lazily, overtaken by waves of sleepiness.

With so many recent troubles, sleep had been hard to come by at night, but she didn't think this was unusual; she pulled out a thin quilt and lay down on the couch.

Not long after, Michel fell into a deep sleep, unaware that the door to her apartment was silently opened from the outside.

Several fully covered figures entered the room, exchanged glances, then hoisted Michel into the bathroom.

One of them pulled a shoelace from Michel's sneakers and tied it to the showerhead.

Soon, the figures left the bathroom, meticulously covering almost non-existent traces and took all the garbage and the paper bag from the table as they disappeared out the door.

Inside the bathroom, the ambitious Michel Brian swung like a pendulum, her body still swinging.

...

In Beverly Hills, at the Davis Estate.

Morning came, and Martin was having breakfast alone when Bruce entered the dining room with several newspapers.

"Perfect timing, your breakfast is still warm," Martin pointed to the plate across the table.

Bruce handed Martin a copy of "The Los Angeles Times," pulled out a dining chair, and sat down, saying, "Check out the front-page headline."

Martin took the newspaper and immediately spotted the huge headline on the front page.

"Los Angeles' number one madam, Michel Brian, commits suicide for fear of crime!"

The picture next to the article, though blurred, was clearly of Michel's body.

Martin read on and couldn't help but say, "Hanged herself with shoelaces from sports shoes on a showerhead?"

Bruce was also flipping through the newspaper. "An original way to kill oneself."

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He added, "The FBI's initial judgment is suicide. They'll wait for the autopsy for the final result."

Without a thought, Martin knew, "The final result will definitely be suicide."

Bruce nodded, "With Michel's suicide, all the charges of human trafficking, minors, and drug dealing and so on will fall on her alone. It won't lead to anyone higher up. Countless people can rest easy."

Martin said, "I'm not surprised by this outcome at all."

Bruce asked, "You thought of it in advance?"

"Just thought it was a possibility." Martin did not need to disguise his thoughts in front of Old Cloth. "Back then, I thought there would be two outcomes: one is going through legal procedures, where Michel Brian would be locked up for a while and then hit with a huge fine; the other is what we have now."

Bruce said, "She deserved death!"

Martin's tone turned unusually cold, "They wanted to make me into a junkie…"

To the genuine Americans, it might not seem like a big deal, but for Martin, it was a disaster that could destroy his family and livelihood!

If they wanted him finished, he certainly wouldn't be polite about it.

Martin put down the newspaper, finished breakfast, and asked, "What's the situation with Ryan Reynolds?"

Bruce answered, "He's been temporarily released on bail, but his travel is restricted. He won't have any future in Hollywood. No big shots are willing to help him out; he's bound to end up in prison."

Martin asked, "Is 20th Century Fox willing to help him?"

"No, Fox announced they've fired those three executives and made it clear they're severing all ties immediately." Bruce had done his homework, "From what I hear, Fox is extremely dissatisfied with Ryan Reynolds. They've used their network to spread word and are trying to ensure that Ryan Reynolds spends a few extra years in prison."

In this matter, 20th Century Fox's reputation took a hit, and their fury was entirely focused on the instigator, Ryan Reynolds.

Martin thought perhaps Scarlett Johansson would be happy to see this.

Bruce then said, "Yesterday, Ryan Reynolds suddenly suffered from severe gastroenteritis. His condition seems pretty grave; he's been rushed to the hospital and is currently admitted."

"Gastroenteritis? Hospitalized?" Martin was puzzled. What did Scarlett Johansson do yesterday? She managed to get Ryan Reynolds hospitalized.

Did she really transform into the 'Black Widow' and rough up Ryan Reynolds?

Martin was extremely curious and planned to ask Scarlett Johansson about it the next time he invited her for a seafood feast.

Bruce mentioned, "Alexandrovich met with me last night and asked me to pass on his thanks. He said it's not appropriate to meet you now, but next time you go to Europe, he'll prepare a special gift."

Martin asked, "When is he leaving?"

Bruce roughly mentioned, "Once the paperwork for those girls is complete, he will take them back to Ukraine."

Martin nodded, "Alexandrovich has grasped the key point. As long as he returns to Kiev with them, he'll be a hero in Ukraine."

Bruce mused, "No way, you son of a gun, did you? "

He couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. "Alexandrovich has founded the Servant of the People Party, and now he's gained massive respect. He has money and the backing of the oligarchs behind the 1+1 TV Channel..."

Martin said, "Such things still depend on the right timing and circumstances."

Bruce said, "A comedian could really become a president? This world is too much of a fantasy!"

"A person shot in the back ruled as a suicide," Martin tapped the newspaper, "The world is indeed fantastical."

Bruce nodded, "Yeah, us two bastards have become billionaires, what's impossible then?"

Martin cleared things up. "This matter has come to a close for now. I hope those bastards don't come looking for trouble again." He took a napkin, wiped his hands, and said, "It's about time; let's go to the airport to pick up Lily and Elizabeth."

Both were returning to Los Angeles today. In just over an hour, the Global 6000 would land on the private tarmac at Los Angeles International Airport.

Martin and Bruce left Beverly Hills and headed straight for the airport.

After a short wait, the plane landed safely. Lily came off the plane and jumped straight into Martin's arms.

Elizabeth came from behind and opened her arms to embrace both Martin and Lily.

At this moment, Martin's eyes were filled only with them. All other complications were cast to the back of his mind.