American Scandal King

Chapter 25 Sinking
In the hotel room, a young man and woman were passionately engaged.

Kate Beckinsale clutched the bed sheets with both hands in a long and pleasurable moan, her pretty face showing great pleasure.

Ian lay on top of her, breathing softly.

The greatest legacy from the second-generation rich is the rich skills in bed!

He gently licked the sweat off Kate's face and chuckled, "Want something to drink?"

Kate was a stunner and made him feel amazing.

Kate was still sighing, her long and beautiful legs stretched straight, releasing her beauty to the fullest.

She murmured, "A glass of wine, I need to hydrate."

It is indeed necessary. Who would have thought that this person is also made of water?
She was almost dehydrated from the extreme excitement.

Ian smiled and got up to go to the wine cabinet, poured Kate a glass of red wine and handed it to the bedside.

Kate drank it all in one gulp, kissed Ian lightly, and supported her neck with her hand, showing off her beautiful figure: "It turns out that you also have a gentle side."

Ian smiled: "I have always been gentle, but as people at the bottom, sometimes we have to work hard and be fierce."

He muttered, his eyes blurry. "It's like a puppy facing a giant. It can only bark desperately to gain courage. A real big man wouldn't bother to do that."

When he said this, his voice was tinged with sadness, making it particularly charming.

Kate turned over and sat up.

She revealed her beautiful figure, opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at him in surprise: "You still think you're at the bottom? You've been making big news these past few days. This alone would put you on the list of famous journalists in the United States."

Ian said with disdain: "There's no difference between a famous reporter and a famous prostitute. It doesn't mean anything. My future is to be a business tycoon, a business owner who can influence the world, not just a reporter!"

Ian was a famous journalist in his previous life, but so what?
After being used to seeing celebrities, all I felt was the huge gap.

The beautiful hostess around him is even worse than him. Just because he has seen her so many times, he is determined to marry into a wealthy family. But in the end, she ends up being a mistress.

In this industry, there are many opportunities to communicate with important people, but not many people can really seize the opportunities to achieve their own success. However, everyone has a huge appetite because of this!

Li Yi Ian Carr is no exception, and is even worse... I have traveled through time and space, and I am dead, but I can still be content so easily. Am I a waste?

God doesn't favor useless people!

"You are indeed very ambitious." Kate put down the wine glass: "I'm going to take a shower and deal with the gift you gave me... I guess you don't want me to get pregnant."

As she spoke, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom, showing off her graceful figure.

Ian smiled as he watched her disappear into the bathroom.

He stood up, wrapped himself in a towel, and sat in front of the computer to process the video materials.

Half an hour later, Kate came out of the bathroom.

She was wearing a light veil and glanced at Ian, who was still busy working. She shook her head gently: "You are such a workaholic. Can't you wait until tomorrow?"

Ian said without turning his head: "No, news is always better as soon as possible, it must be out early in the morning. Outdated news is not more valuable than expired bread... Because of you, I have been delayed for more than an hour!"

"It sounds like I'm the one who delayed you." Kate said this with some annoyance.

However, there is one advantage of European and American women, which is that they are not as pretentious as Chinese women.

She breathed cold air through her nostrils: "Besides, you don't have an hour."

Ian nodded: "I need to work out... I'll try!"

The predecessor has skills but no physical strength, and has a delay effect but not long-term effect.

But it doesn't matter, it will improve.

After giving him a deep look, Kate walked to the hotel and stood in front of the large French window.

The veil reflected her beautiful and slender figure, appearing vaguely.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she looked at the scenery in the distance.

In the distance is Beverly Hills, where the most famous stars in Los Angeles live. There are all kinds of strange and erotic stories happening every night, but only a very few people can get evidence.

The information Ian had in his hands could even last a lifetime for a reporter, but for him, it seemed like just a daily routine.

This is what Kate saw from Ian's performance: he didn't have much excitement, but only a calmness, composure and strong confidence in the future.

After all, in his eyes, he still considered himself a member of the lower class.

Ian finally finished the work at hand. He stood up and walked over to Kate, hugged Kate's delicate and soft body, and smiled, "You know, work can sometimes be a kind of rest... After finishing this job, you can start another one."

Kate sneered at him: "I don't plan on washing it again."

Having said that, she returned to bed in Ian's gentle embrace.

They kissed passionately.

Just as Kate was about to do something further, Ian stopped her.

He said, “I have to make a call and I thought you might be interested in hearing about it.”

Kate stopped and just looked at him resentfully.

The man in front of me is a madman. He doesn't forget his business even in such an occasion.

She knew who Ian was going to call.

Sure enough, after Ian picked up the phone and dialed it, he said:

"Director Hannett, it's me, Ian Carr. I'm sorry to bother you so late again, but it's not too late. I know you haven't slept yet... Hehe, don't be surprised. After all, I know where you went tonight. I know you've gone home now. I hope your wife isn't with you... Something has been sent to your email. Take a look for yourself."

After hanging up the phone, he called Ron Lloyd and others one after another. After taking care of some work, he hugged Kate again.

Savor the aroma.

Kate closed her eyes and enjoyed it, her nostrils fluttering slightly, and she murmured passionately: "Are you going to blackmail Ichabod Harnett? You just had dinner with him three days ago."

Ian replied vaguely, "So what? All the money I paid him for my news stories wasn't even a million, while CBS earned at least five million, not counting subsequent profits. This is how powerful the distribution channel is. As the content producer, I can't even get one-fifth of the benefits. He didn't even say a good word for me at the banquet three days ago... The nicest thing he said was, 'Hey, Ian, you're a great guy.' That's bullshit! Meeting each other doesn't mean anything, not even having sex with each other."

Fake!

I knew what Ian said was the truth, but because it was the truth, it seemed so harsh.

Kate pinched Ian lightly: "As your photographer, I didn't get a penny."

Ian kissed her beautiful face and played with her beautiful lips: "Don't mind it, baby, I just gave you more than 1 billion."

Kate chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around Ian's neck and giving him a passionate kiss.

She looked at Ian infatuatedly: "God! You are obviously a villain. Just a few hours ago, I hated you, but now I have begun to like you."

Her eyes showed her feelings.

She was truly obsessed with Ian.

His madness, his evil, and his cruelty all carry a charming aura.

Ian gently comforted the girl: "You have to learn to control your emotions, baby."

Kate's mood sank.

Of course she understood what this meant.

This damn heartless bastard!

The problem is that you know he just wants to play with you, but you don’t have the confidence to refuse... Just like a loyal dog, you will feel happy when being played with by the other party.

This made Kate feel helpless and like she had fallen.

It's like taking drugs.

You enjoy the pleasure it brings, but feel pain when you don’t have it, and you can’t help yourself and eventually sink!
Ian looked at the calendar.

It's almost February.

On November 11, the UN General Assembly passed a resolution accepting the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia as a member of the United Nations.

On November 11, the International Space Station welcomed its first long-term residents.

On November 11, the US election will end.

Unfortunately, all of this has no effect on me for the time being. At best, it is a prediction that George W. Bush will become president, but it is not very meaningful. A two-choice project with a 50% chance is not a great prediction.

But in the near future, countless major international events will become chips on their own scales!

I, Ian Carr, am not only a news maker, but also a participant, witness, and even...tamperer of future major events!
With such lofty ambitions echoing in his heart, even the beauty in his arms seemed nothing to worry about.

(End of this chapter)