The American Kill Line: I Can Predict the Future

"Aren't you feeling pretty smug right now?"

Jessica lay panting on Ron, her eyes filled with a hint of grievance in the darkness.

She thought she had a choice.

In reality, from beginning to end, it was nothing more than this man leading himself step by step into the abyss until he succumbed to his fate.

Ron sat up abruptly, picked up Jessica, and headed towards the bathroom:

"Why should I be smug? Looking at it from another angle, the woman I've loved for so many years has become someone else's wife. Shouldn't I be the one who's hurt?"

"You love me that much?!"

Jessica clung to Ron like an octopus and even bit him hard on the shoulder.

While bathing together, Ron touched her smooth, fat-free abdomen and was somewhat surprised:

"You take such good care of yourself, and I'm not just talking about this area."

It's hard to imagine that a woman who has given birth can have a physique that is in no way inferior to that of a young girl like Kate.

Warm water flowed over my body.

Jessica squinted, unconsciously reaching for the man's face behind her, murmuring:

"My husband... without you, I had postpartum recovery treatment."

"You really like bringing up your husband at times like this!"

Ron gripped the small bowling ball tightly.

"No, you, you mustn't mention him again."

Jessica felt a jolt in her heart; an unprecedented feeling was slowly engulfing her.

"Who is he?" Ron gently nibbled on her ear.

Jessica pursed her lips tightly, and her legs began to tremble involuntarily.

Ron asked in a more serious tone, "Dear Mrs. Warren, tell me, who is he?"

That title, "Mrs. Warren," was like a spell, completely captivating Jessica.

She pressed herself against the man's chest, her arms around his neck, her eyes glazed, and she stammered, "He's my husband, stop asking... Fuck... please..."

The devil never truly tempts people; he merely exposes their pretense.

Ron was like a skilled surgeon, peeling away the outer shell that enveloped Jessica's soul to reveal her true self.

She is a woman, a woman who needs to be truly loved.

"Ron, are you very pleased with your masterpiece for turning me into this?"

"My satisfaction isn't important; do you like yourself as you are now?"

long silence.

"I like it. Let's do it again, this time I want to try without wearing it..."

"As you wish, my dear Miss Alba!"

……

the next morning.

Ron was woken up by his biological clock, and so was Jessica.

"I'm going to train."

"I'll go make breakfast."

The two spoke in unison.

Ron gave her a deep look.

Jessica blushed slightly and looked away.

Just like yesterday.

Back home, Jessica was busy in the kitchen.

"You're back. Breakfast will be ready soon."

"Thanks!"

Ron went back to his room to wash up.

A moment later, the two sat facing each other and ate breakfast.

Ron dialed Tony's number at Merrill Lynch:

"Tony, congratulations on your promotion."

"The news spread that fast? Haha."

Thanks to his close collaboration with Ron, Tony was officially promoted from Marketing Manager to Head of Corporate Derivatives and Foreign Exchange in the Americas.

This marks his entry into the senior management ranks of Merrill Lynch.

"Let me know in advance when the party is being held."

"Wouldn't this be too much of a bother for you? I mean, you must be very busy lately."

Ron's identity has changed; the person he is now talking to is an executive at Merrill Lynch.

Ron laughed and said, "No matter how busy I am, I have to attend my old friend's promotion party."

Jessica pushed the peeled hard-boiled egg toward Ron and silently said, "Make up for it."

Ron gave her a dangerous look, then continued speaking to Tony, "By the way, I remember Merrill Lynch has financed movie projects before, right?"

"That was a long time ago. You're going to invest in movies again?"

"I happen to have some spare cash on hand. Could you ask around in Hollywood if there are any extra slots available for the big movies that have recently started filming?"

"Wait a moment, I'll go ask the financing department. I'll get back to you in twenty minutes."

Thanks.

It's not just Deutsche Bank that has designs on Hollywood.

Wall Street investment banks and capital firms, and even Silicon Valley venture capitalists, are equally interested.

Unlike Deutsche Bank's Melrose II Fund, which directly invests in Paramount Pictures.

Merrill Lynch simply created a special copyright-backed loan for Hollywood film companies.

The advantage is that the box office revenue from a film's release goes into a special account set up by Merrill Lynch, ensuring that the film company will not default on its debts.

After all, Merrill Lynch is in it to make money, not to own someone else's copyright.

The phone call had just ended when Jessica appeared behind him without him noticing.

She pressed herself against Ron's back, excitedly offering her sensual lips: "My dear husband, with you like this, I really won't want to leave you."

This is how the two addressed each other intimately last night.

"大丈夫" means exactly what it says.

Ron returned the kiss and laughed, "Now you know how good I am? You were acting like you were dying the other night. But don't get too excited yet, we don't even know if we'll get a share. I don't want to invest in those lousy movies."

He can spend lavishly on women.

When it comes to investment, the priority is return.

The same principle applied to investing in "Thor".

The $3 million purchase of IMG shares was also partly funded through installments based on the company's performance.

If IMG ever runs into financial trouble, he wouldn't mind acquiring a similar company that is more ambitious but less capable.

Jessica hugged him tightly, as if trying to merge herself into him: "That's because I don't know you well enough."

She had suppressed her feelings for too long and endured it for far too long.

Suddenly, a man appears who can be relied upon and protected.

And this man personally tore away all the protective shells she had laid.

At that moment, Jessica felt a sense of ease she had never experienced before.

Ron lifted her chin and gently bit her lower lip: "You still don't really understand me, just like you didn't understand yourself in the past."

Jessica retorted, "So I need you to help me understand myself more deeply."

"Aren't you worried about becoming my shape?"

"My only concern is how long this can last."

A crisp marimba iPhone 4 ringtone interrupted the two's newly formed interest.

"Shit!"

Ron cursed under his breath, but still swiped to answer the call.

"Ron, the financing department just asked around, and they have a few big productions you should be happy with. I've sent them to your email; send me the ones you've chosen later. But let me make this clear: even if Merrill Lynch negotiates, the share won't be very large. You know Merrill Lynch doesn't participate in investments."

"Thanks, Tony. At the end of the month, I'm hosting the launch of my second fund in Texas. You were the one who led Hunter Capital's first hedge fund, and I hope you'll be there again this time."

Tony was immediately overjoyed: "Ron, thank you so much, I will definitely go."

He knew the meaning behind those words.

The difference is that last time, Ron had just started to gain fame.

There were few important figures among the attendees.

This time is different; the shareholders of Hunter Capital Fund 2 are a veritable alliance of giants.

For Tony, being able to lead the establishment of a foundation of this nature is both an honor and an important experience for his future career advancement.

After ending the call, Ron asked Jessica to bring the computer.

Log in to your account and open the email Tony sent.

Merrill Lynch financed many film projects, and even after the financing department's screening, there were still 8 big Hollywood productions.

Marvel, Disney, Paramount Pictures, Sony Pictures Entertainment, Universal Pictures.

As one film giant after another flashed by, Jessica, sitting in Ron's lap, talked excitedly nonstop.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time, as if all the Hollywood companies were opening up to her at this moment.

No, even at the peak of his career, it would have been impossible for him to receive so many big-budget film offers at the same time.

She looked at the list and found that the minimum investment for each of the eight films was $120 million.

[The Avengers was released on May 4, 2012, and grossed $15.19 billion worldwide.]