America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

At eight o'clock in the morning, in the dining room of Charlize's house.

Martin sat at the dining table, enjoying the breakfast Charlize had made by hand.

Charlize was reading a copy of the Los Angeles Times, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said, "There are hundreds of victims reported."

Martin said, "Hollywood is likely to change because of this."

Curious, Charlize said, "I wonder who's behind all this. Every actor in Hollywood, even people from other professions, should thank them."

Martin asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Though this event won't fundamentally reverse the industry's atmosphere, it will improve the working environment a bit," Charlize, who had worked her way up from the very bottom, felt deeply about this: "Even a slight improvement could mean fewer victims."

Martin nodded slightly: "You make sense."

Charlize glanced at her watch: "You're free this morning, right?"

"I'm definitely free when you ask," Martin put down his cutlery, picked up a napkin, and wiped his mouth: "Charlize, have you arranged something special?"

Charlize stood up and said, "Come with me to see something."

The two soon left Beverly Hills and drove to the vicinity of the Los Angeles Forensic Identification Centre.

A few media reporters gathered at the entrance of the Identification Centre, not many, but most of them were entertainment reporters.

Not wanting to be seen, Charlize parked the car at a distance.

Martin, who had been here recently, was familiar with the place and said, "Are Toni Fellman and Stuart Townsend going for a paternity test?"

Charlize asked, "You haven't been keeping up lately?"

Martin's attention these days had been entirely focused on the Harvey incident, and he hadn't paid much attention to other matters: "I thought the results were out long ago."

Charlize, looking through the windshield ahead, said, "If the child isn't Stuart's, I'll give him a sum of money as a farewell gift." Read the latest on My Virtual Library Empire

Martin gently patted her hand.

Charlize took out her phone, dialed a number, and asked, "Silver, have they started the test yet?"

The response from the other end was, "The results will be out soon."

Charlize said, "Let me know when the results are out."

This was her last attachment to Stuart Townsend.

Having climbed out of the pit that was Stuart, Charlize had decided to enjoy life to the fullest, to relish the glamor and nightlife that came with being a Hollywood star.

Inside the Identification Centre.

When Stuart saw the paternity report, he froze, despite being mentally prepared.

The DNA was a high match, at 99.9999%!

Stuart put down the report in his hand and looked to the other side.

Toni Fellman was holding the child, having just read the paternity report.

She walked towards Stuart step by step, almost wanting to lift up the child in her arms for Stuart to see.

Stuart was stunned; had he just inexplicably fathered a son? And in such a bizarre way!

From a medical and biological standpoint, the child was indeed his.

Stuart was in a dilemma, to acknowledge or not to acknowledge?

That's when Toni came over and said, "Look, this is your son, our child!"

Stuart looked extremely uncomfortable.

Toni continued, "We are the parents, we are a family, Stuart, take us home!"

In her eyes, he was still a famous Hollywood star, not as big as Martin Davis, but still a rich man.

Coming back to his senses, Stuart asked, "Home? Which home are we talking about?"

"To your home!" Toni said as if it was the most natural thing: "Back to our home!"

Stuart said, "I don't have a home. I'm currently staying at the Hilton Hotel..."

Toni, surprised, asked, "Don't you live in Beverly Hills? If not a mansion in Beverly Hills, a detached villa in Sherman Oaks is fine, too. My son and I aren't asking for much, we can accept all these."

Stuart wanted that kind of lifestyle too, but it simply wasn't a reality!

"The mansion in Beverly Hills belongs to my ex-fiancée, it has nothing to do with me," Stuart said, with nothing to hide, hoping to prevent further entanglement: "I don't have any personal assets. I usually use the supplementary credit card of my ex-fiancée..."

Toni's eyes widened in disbelief, and she said, "That doesn't matter, you have fame, you can work, my son and I will support you with all our strength."

Hearing this, Stuart suddenly had an idea that seemed very credible to him and said, " I can take you back, but you'll need to go out and earn money."

Toni was striving hard for a source of long-term financial support, filled with American dollars. She asked, "Why do I have to earn the money?"

Stuart said matter-of-factly, "You earn the money for me to spend! Let me think, this matter has caused quite a stir, you could get a book deal with a publisher, do newspaper exposés, all these could make you a lot of money..."

Tony held her child and stepped backward, wondering why her son had such an exceptional father.

"When you're at work, I can help take care of the child," Stuart suggested.

Tony didn't dare to trust him, fearing that the freeloading man would sell her son for money.

"That's it then," Tony gave up on the idea, "I'll continue to sue in court, and you must pay child support!"

Stuart had no money and said directly, "I advise you not to waste your time. I'm a pauper and can't afford to pay child support. You'll just be wasting your money on lawyers."

Tony couldn't possibly give up just like that.

Those lawyers seeking precedent wouldn't let her give up either.

Outside the identification center, Charlize received a call from Silver with the paternity test results.

Seeing her hang up the phone, Martin asked, "Is there a result?"

"It's his, no mistake," Charlize laughed heartily, relieved to be free of the freeloader. She said, "I can save a ton of money. I'll treat you to a big meal at noon, Martin."

Martin replied, "Then I won't hold back."

Charlize's long legs stretched out, "Come on, let's find a place to celebrate properly first."

Martin had a meeting with Lea Seydoux in the afternoon, but at this moment, he couldn't show any weakness and had to cheer for Charlize.

The applause had to be loud, and the praise had to overflow.

...

Italy, Rome, Da Vinci International Airport.

Lily and Elizabeth Olsen entered the VIP lounge and sat in two adjacent seats.

They were preparing to return to Los Angeles.

Lily was flipping through an English newspaper that featured news about Harvey Weinstein.

The U.S. Department of Justice stated that it would continue to monitor the progress of Harvey Weinstein's case, and both the LAPD and NYPD said they would actively communicate about the case.

Interested, Elizabeth asked softly, "Did Martin do this?"

Lily, who knew Martin better, said, "Definitely. Look, the billionaire who spoke out is named Mel, no doubt Louise Mel's father, and then there are the two leading voices of Mitu, so actively involved. Why are they so eager?"

She remained composed, "This Erica, I met her when I was in Atlanta. She has a deep relationship with Kelly Gray. That pink kettle that Martin made earned Erica a lot of capital, not to mention LAPD holding Harvey, Martin is after all an honorary citizen of Los Angeles and has grown increasingly close to McLain over the years, McLain being seen by many as the next Chief of LAPD."

Elizabeth ignored the names as if she understood nothing, "So by your account, the hand hidden behind the scenes is indeed Martin, but I rarely see this side of him."

In front of the innocent sweetheart, Lily was like a happy-go-lucky big sister, "Because Martin has shown his sunniest and kindest side, all to you."

Elisabeth revealed a sweet smile, "It does seem so."

She reached out her hand and took Lily's, "Martin is protecting us in his own way, keeping a peaceful sky above us."

As Lily recalled her own development over the years, which couldn't have gone smoother, she said, "That's true, without all he's done, how could I be where I am today?"

Otherwise, she might still be a poor soul from the slums.

Knowing the fates of the beautiful girls from the slums, Lily didn't even dare to imagine.

Elizabeth's face still wore a sweet smile as she chatted with Lily in fits and starts.

Over the past year, she had not only managed Martin's household affairs impeccably, but during her recent time in Italy, she even took time out to learn a lot about Martin's past, especially about his ex-girlfriends, from Lily.

Elizabeth found some patterns and came up with a few points, like how Martin, unlike Leonardo, rarely initiated a breakup with a woman, and of course, he wouldn't make promises to them either...

She also heard from Lily about the three no-principle Martin used to preach in Atlanta.

Combining all this, Elizabeth had some reassurance, knowing that as long as she didn't cry, nag, or act out, and didn't initiate a breakup, Martin would never leave on his own accord.

She was still young, and she had time.

Those who were happy to jump around, those who were particularly dramatic, and the older ones, wouldn't need her to do anything, time would take care of them.

Elizabeth had her own set of three no-principles.

Moreover, she had rallied a strong ally in Lily.

As the flight announcement sounded, Elizabeth pulled Lily up, "It's time to board, let's get back to Los Angeles, we have a lot to do back home."

Lily said, "It's the awards season and New Year again, Martin is likely to throw quite a few parties."

Elizabeth pointed to her bag, "I discussed this with Martin yesterday, I've made a preliminary list. Let's go over it on the plane together, after all, that's your home too."

Lily smiled, "I've never organized a party, it would be good for me to learn from you."

The two boarded the plane and settled into first class for the long journey ahead, a perfect time to discuss these matters.

Lily had seen the preliminary list that Elizabeth had made, finding a point that intrigued her, "Brad Pitt and the Affleck Brothers' court date is coming up? Cassie once swindled me, I must go see for myself."

Elizabeth said, "The case involves Martin, and he suggested we go together when the time comes."