American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 268 Opponent
"Let's put this matter aside for now. Carly is still young, and now is not the time to make a choice." Ryan finally chose to speak.

Carly, who was standing next to them, instantly looked up at Ryan, and her expression immediately changed from surprise to displeasure.

"If you don't want to, I don't want to either." She muttered, feeling that Ryan disliked her.

Taylor also looked at Ryan in surprise. She didn't expect these words to come out of Ryan's mouth.

"This matter is not as simple as just talking. Carly is so outstanding, she will have no problem being pursued by rich men." Ryan shook his head.

This was too much of a joke, and out of caution, Ryan certainly wouldn't agree to it.

"Tsk." Carly crossed her arms, feeling like Ryan was trying to give her the nice guy card.

Taylor tried again, but seeing that Reina still insisted, he didn't say anything.

In the evening, Carly did not stay, but left alone and returned to her residence.

"Why would you refuse?" Taylor couldn't help but ask.

"Should I agree?" Ryan asked puzzledly.

"Of course, it's impossible for a man not to be attracted to Carly, right?" Taylor looked at Ryan.

"Being attracted to someone doesn't mean we have to be together. Besides, I already have you and Ivanka. I'm so busy taking care of you two, let alone looking for someone else. Everyone will be unhappy by then, and they will resent me after a long time." Ryan analyzed.

"That's true." Taylor thought about it carefully and it was true. Ryan didn't have three heads and six arms, so how could he have so much time to hang around women?

"So, don't think about putting a red hat on me all the time." Ryan said with a smile.

"I just think that sooner or later you will have to find another woman. If that's the case, why can't that person be Carly? Otherwise, she and I will have a grudge against each other because of you. So I might as well take action directly." Taylor laughed.

"Tyler, Iwanka was just an accident. If she wasn't pregnant..." Ryan shook his head.

"Okay, I get it. She has contributed a lot by getting pregnant with your child. After the child is born, I will treat him as my own child," Taylor said.

"However, it would be better if you could spend more time with me. It's best not to let Iwanka know." Taylor continued with a snicker.

"After we have a private jet, we can meet within a day no matter where you are." Ryan hugged Taylor in his arms and put his cheek against her forehead.

"Not only do we want to meet, but we also want to have a meal together." Taylor put his arms around Ryan's neck and said sweetly.

"Add it. Add it now." Ryan kissed Taylor's round lips.

"Don't be impatient, let's talk about it after dinner." Taylor's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Now I have endless energy."

"I know you're great, but I still have to eat. Otherwise, what if I faint from exhaustion?" Taylor grinned foolishly.

So Ryan calmed down and went to the restaurant downstairs with Taylor to eat. After dinner, Ryan did not forget to exercise. In the past, Taylor always followed her, and this time Taylor also did high-intensity exercise.

"Ivanka's great figure is the result of training. I can't fall behind. I found a female fitness coach and tailored a fitness strategy for me. In a few months, I will also have a six-pack and a perky butt that can squeeze out the soul from you." Taylor, who changed into a sports vest and tight yoga pants, winked at Ryan.

The ultimate succubus body relies not only on the face, but also on constant sweat.

Taylor is determined to compete with Ivanka.

Of course Ryan wanted more than anything else. With two women competing with each other for beauty, wouldn't he be able to take off?
It was somewhat of a reward, or gratitude, so Ryan was particularly proactive that night, and Taylor's toes were tense and never relaxed.

"Your soul is still there, but mine has melted." Taylor said weakly with his eyes closed.

Ryan leaned over to Taylor's ear and whispered, "If Carly were here, you wouldn't have to be so tired."

Taylor half opened his eyes: "Don't you want to waste too much time on women? Why, have you changed your mind again?"

"My thoughts have never changed. Carly is not the kind of clingy woman. She also has her own career. I have worked hard to bring her up, and now it would be too much of a loss if she follows someone else." Ryan thought for a while and said.

"You are the one who doesn't want it, and you are the one who wants it." Taylor smiled bitterly: "Then I will let her go to Monaco with you tomorrow. I will not take care of the rest. You can deal with her yourself."

Then Tyler squeezed Ryan's arm.

"Husband, speed up!"

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"Okay, it's settled. You'll just be accompanying Ryan to Monaco on my behalf." In the small room of the VIP waiting room, Taylor held Carly's hand and gave her repeated instructions before leaving.

"If someone else asked me this, I would definitely not agree." Carly said gloomily.

I'm still bothered by Ryan's rejection yesterday.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Call me when the time comes." Taylor put on his sunglasses and waved to Ryan.

After Taylor left, Carly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will reluctantly accompany you for a trip, just as a trip, Taylor should finally give up now, right?"

Ryan didn't say anything. That afternoon, Ryan and Carly left Paris and flew directly to Nice Airport, which is the closest airport to Monaco.

After landing, transfer to a helicopter and arrive in Monaco in seven minutes.

"Mr. Ryan, Princess Charlotte asked me to treat you well." A middle-aged bald old man dressed in a suit and dress like a butler was already waiting at the helicopter airport. The helicopter flight was arranged by the other party. He did not let Ryan take a single step during the whole process, which was considered a way of hospitality.

"Tonight, you will take a night tour of Monaco and then check into the hotel. The next day, Princess Charlotte will meet you in person and take you to appreciate the scenery of Monaco. In addition, there are some royal-related charity activities that require your participation." Butler Deng said with a smile.

"No need for sightseeing, arrange a car for me and I will go to the hotel by myself." Ryan said.

Seeing that Ryan had his own ideas, the other party did not say much and directly ordered someone to hand over a Maybach car key to Ryan.

The Maybach brand was just restarted this year and this is considered the latest model.

"This car looks really big." Carly followed Ryan, pulling a small suitcase, and couldn't help but say after seeing the car.

It was her first time to ride in such an expensive luxury car, and once on the road, Carly suddenly discovered that such a luxury car was not at all conspicuous here.

Within a few minutes, Carly saw several luxury cars passing by in the opposite direction, and the vehicles parked casually on the side of the road all looked very expensive.

"Are people here so rich?" Carly exclaimed.

"Nearly half of the residents here are millionaires," Ryan continued.

"What about the rest?"

"He's a multimillionaire."

"No wonder we need so many banks." Carly laughed. After just a few minutes' drive, she found that in addition to all kinds of high-end and luxuriously decorated shops on the roadside, there were all kinds of banks.

This reminded Ryan, who couldn't help but say, "It's probably because of the tax benefits. The large number of banks proves that the financial industry is well developed."

This kind of bank naturally serves the wealthy and is likely to be able to meet their various special needs, such as money laundering and asset transfer.

"What is that?" Carly pointed to a place not far away. It was a "miniature" classical palace standing on a cliff. The milky white exterior walls were particularly eye-catching under the lights from outside.

"That should be the prince's palace. The prince and princess live there." Ryan said.

"It's so beautiful. It would be great if I could live there forever." Carly thought for a moment.

"Really? Then you probably don't know the 'Curse of the Princess'." Ryan smiled.

"Every princess of Monaco has an unhappy marriage. Would you be willing to go out once a month?" Ryan followed.

"Forget it. I'll get bored after a few months of being stuck in there. It's better to go out and work." Carly shook her head.

"By the way, if you like to live in this kind of classical building, it is not difficult to achieve. Although it can't stand on the top of a mountain like the Prince's Palace, it can be close to the sea." Ryan changed the subject.

Where you live is secondary. You have to speak nicely. Women think with their ears.

Sure enough, Carly blushed a little, but then she snorted coldly: "I won't stay. You already have two such beautiful women around you, so you don't need one more."

Monaco is a small area. Although there are luxury cars everywhere and countless yachts along the coastline, people are used to it and don't think it's a big deal. The car drove into Monaco's most famous Hotel de Paris.

"Where are you taking me tomorrow? I want to go on a yacht." Carly took the initiative to say while riding in the elevator.

"I don't have time to take you out to sea. I have something to discuss tomorrow. You should find someplace to play by yourself." Ryan shook his head.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll be kidnapped by some young, handsome and rich man?" Carly asked back.

"I'm not afraid at all. No matter how handsome someone is, he's not as handsome as me." Ryan said shamelessly.

"That's true." Carly turned and stared at Ryan's face without refutation.

Pan Lu and Deng Xiaoxian, appearance ranks first. Ryan can make two top women willing to share his life with him, and this face also plays a big role.

Without this face, no matter how good you are to a woman, you can only "repay her kindness by working like a slave in the next life". But with this face, "there is nothing you can do to repay her, but give yourself to her".

"Wear heels tomorrow," Ryan ordered.

"Why? If I put on high heels, I'll be like a giantess and people will stare at me wherever I go." Carly didn't want to do that.

"Others want to be seen, but they don't have the conditions for it." "I know, you must like driving large and spacious vehicles." Carly laughed. Ivanka and Taylor are both 1.8 meters tall. If we really talk about height, no one is inferior.

"It has to be a red sole with a black upper," Ryan detailed his requirements.

"I can wear it, but you have to beg me!" Carly raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then you can move to a small hotel nearby tomorrow night." Ryan said. The Monaco royal family only covered his expenses, and Ryan had to pay for Carly's expenses. But everything here was extremely expensive.

"Tsk, you miser, just wear it!" Carly was always grateful, and if she really had to spend her own money on traveling here, she would still be reluctant to do so.

The next morning, Ryan and Carly appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the Grand Paris Hotel. Charlotte was already waiting there, and there was also Beatrice beside her.

"We just arrived too. My job today is to show you around. You can also check out suitable locations while you're there." Charlotte said.

"So, you agree?" Ryan raised his eyebrows.

"My opinion is not important. I am just receiving you on behalf of the royal family. As for whether this matter can be settled and who in the royal family will come forward, it depends on my uncle's thoughts." Charlotte said.

So, I will definitely meet Prince Albert this time?

Ryan nodded.

"Karlie Kloss? Why are you here too?" Charlotte then looked at the girl next to Ryan, but she had to tilt her head slightly to look.

Not only did Carly wear red-bottomed black patent leather high heels as Ryan suggested, she also changed into a dress. It was a one-piece short skirt with a slim fit and a long black hem hanging down the front. It was an evening gown with a unique design, and she was dressed up.

"She has a good relationship with Taylor and just happened to want to come and see me, so I brought her along." Ryan took the initiative to explain.

Charlotte nodded and said nothing. The way she took Ryan and Carly to tour was very special. They walked the whole way. First, the place was not big, so you could walk around it. Second, every brick and tile here was in European classical style, and the city streetscape was also quite interesting, so walking was very suitable.

Although there were security personnel, some passers-by still recognized Charlotte at a glance. The locals showed great respect for the royal family members. They took the initiative to greet them and took off their hats. Some elderly people even bowed to them in person.

"The local people in Monaco have all benefited from the development here. There are many elderly people who support the royal family from the bottom of their hearts." Beatrice answered Ryan's doubts.

The group passed by a Ferrari store on the street. Seeing Ryan looking at it for a few more times, Charlotte took the initiative to invite Ryan in. The female salesperson selling cars in the store had a first-class face and figure. Not only was her service considerate and thoughtful, she always had a friendly smile on her face, and her professionalism was extremely high.

After being introduced by the other party, Ryan took the initiative to get into a limited edition Ferrari 430 Scuderia Spider, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and was obviously moved.

With his financial resources, it shouldn't be difficult for him to buy this car, right? Beatrice thought.

She knew that Ryan came from a common family, rose to prominence through his talent and genius, and then made a series of moves in the business world. As a star, it was quite rare for him to achieve all these.

If you make money, you should enjoy it, and there's nothing wrong with that, Beatrice thought.

Then Ryan got out of the car on his own initiative, and then called Charlotte and prepared to leave.

"Don't you like it? I remember this store also sells an FXX Evoluzione, which is more suitable for you." Charlotte couldn't help but say after they went out.

Ryan shook his head. "It's a Ferrari indeed. You can clearly feel the difference as soon as you sit in it. But I'm very busy. I can't drive it many times even if I buy it. It's better to save the money than to leave it at home and let it gather dust."

"I've seen too many people who spent money lavishly after becoming rich, but this is the first time I've met someone like you." Beatrice couldn't help but speak, and couldn't help but think of Ryan's previous words.

He's just stingy, Carly thought, continuing with Ryan's request to her yesterday.

Then everyone walked into the tree-lined garden, strolling and admiring the various local buildings. Carly was quite interested at first, but soon her feet began to hurt. The shoes were very high and not convenient for walking. And she had been walking today, so Carly soon began to stagger.

An arm suddenly appeared at her side.

"I didn't expect she would plan this," Ryan whispered, apologetically.

Carly didn't have time to be angry with Ryan anymore. She just took Ryan's arm and leaned against him, which relieved a lot of pressure on her feet.

After a while, Ryan took the initiative to call a car, asked Carly to get in, and followed a few people.

He was quite considerate. Carly thought as she got into the car that most of her previous resentment had been dissipated.

That evening, Ryan and his party came to the most famous Monte Carlo Casino in Monaco. The royal family was hosting a charity night here tonight. There were many guests, and most of the men brought their female companions. None of these female companions looked familiar with the Hollywood female stars.

Is this a real gathering of rich Europeans? Carly was enlightened today.

At the same time, many guests also cast their eyes towards Carly. Even in such an occasion, Carly still outshone the whole audience.

"You were right to let me dress myself up." Carly whispered to Ryan beside her.

"You have such a great figure. If you don't dress up a little more beautifully, wouldn't you be ungrateful for God's gift?" Ryan responded with a smile.

The two were very close at this time, and Carly's cheeks felt a little hot when she heard Ryan praising her like that.

"Come to my room for a couple of drinks tonight?" Ryan invited.

This made Carly's face turn even redder, and before she could respond, the guests around her cheered.

A middle-aged man in a white suit and a middle-aged woman walked into the venue.

This middle-aged woman was Charlotte's mother, the Princess of Hanover. Since the prince was not married, she took over the position of the princess on important occasions.

And this middle-aged man is naturally Prince Albert, who is bald, pot-bellied and looks very mediocre.

Ryan couldn't help but look at Beatrice in the distance. She was communicating with Charlotte the whole time and didn't pay much attention to the prince's appearance at all.

With such a good opportunity, shouldn't he stand close by? Ryan thought.

As for the charity night itself, there was nothing special about it. Prince Albert made a speech in passing. In addition to welcoming the guests, he also made some high-sounding remarks and left again after a brief appearance.

"Uncle is upstairs and he wants to see you." Charlotte came to Ryan at this time.

Ryan nodded and asked Carly to stay with Beatrice first, and then followed Charlotte to the secret box upstairs.

In addition to Prince Albert, there was also the Princess of Hanover who had just appeared in the room.

"Welcome, young guest." Hanover smiled.

"I know you came here to open your nightclub in Monaco, but after comprehensive consideration, I don't think Monaco needs a nightclub right now." The Princess of Hanover changed the subject and directly rejected the idea of cooperation.

"The reason is actually very simple. Your nightclub is incompatible with the style here. We need to create an external image that is luxurious and rich in historical heritage. A nightclub cannot help Monaco in this regard." The Princess of Hanover continued.

"Really? If you knew more deeply, you would know that my nightclub is the best choice." Ryan said.

"I want to hear why."

"Because my nightclub has the highest standards in the industry and has a classic design. Most importantly, my nightclub has always had a zero-tolerance attitude towards contraband. I think this is your real concern." Ryan said.

Tourism is a pillar industry in Monaco. Regardless of the inside, a good external image is very important.

“No one is willing to do this in a clear-cut manner.”

"On the contrary, I think there is no harm in having prohibited items in nightclubs. Some people do have this demand, but it is not good to display it openly. So, I would like to ask you to agree to this condition. As for the others, there is generally no problem." Princess Hanover revealed her true intentions.

Could it be that the royal family really wanted to make money from this? Ryan was surprised.

If you think about it carefully, Monaco itself made its fortune through casinos, and the world's most expensive high-end call girls gather here. Having another high-end nightclub that sells contraband... is not too outrageous.

The problem is that Ryan doesn't want to be dragged into this, and he will never touch the money in this area.

So he slowly said: "I have more than one nightclub. I will not make this exception for Monaco. My nightclub will only provide a pure entertainment experience."

"That's right." Princess Hanover nodded, then looked at Prince Albert beside her.

“He passed.”

So you were just testing me?
It is obvious that the royal family does not have much trust in Ryan. If there is any problem, Monaco will be the one who suffers.

Mr. Abel then waved his hand, signaling Ryan to leave. He did not say a word the whole time.

"Young man, I see your persistence, but we still need to discuss for a few days and then give you a formal reply. Charlotte, send him back." Princess Hanover followed.

After talking for so long, this is it? Ryan found that there were quite a lot of people here. But since he was asking for help, he could only agree for the time being.

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At the same time, a helicopter slowly landed on the tarmac. A man jumped out of the plane first. The wind caused by the rotating propeller made his clothes rustle.

"Mr. Darren, please come this way." The middle-aged butler who had been waiting on the tarmac said to the man.

At this time, several other people got off the plane.

"Is Ryan here yet?" the man asked the first thing he did while chewing gum.

"Arrived last night."

"Really? It seems that the prince is not very fond of him, otherwise he would not have invited me." His expression seemed a little contemptuous.

Well, let's give Ryan a surprise this time. It's not that easy to expand in Europe! Darren spat the gum on the ground.

(End of this chapter)