America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 554 This night was more enjoyable than nine years.

Charlize stopped drinking less than half of the bottle of wine that was open on the table. Being slightly tipsy is a mood, but being completely drunk means you can't do anything.

It is even more impossible to clear her name of the injustice she suffered.

Charlize Theron's words reminded Martin of gossip news he had read in his previous life. Ten years ago, Charlize rarely had any scandals, but afterwards, she changed boyfriends as quickly as Leonardo DiCaprio changed girlfriends.

And unlike Leonardo DiCaprio, she wasn't monogamous; instead, she tried relationships with people of all ages.

Martin continued the previous topic, saying, "Sally, he's not just framing you, he's framing me too."

"Then let's do everything we didn't do!" Charlize stared intently at Martin. "Let the false accusation become fact, and the false accusation will cease to exist."

She got up and walked over, sitting directly next to Martin: "This is the fastest way to clear your name."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Martin hugged Charlize. "Sally, you're a genius!"

Both of them were righteously determined to clear their names as soon as possible, and they quickly became entangled.

Charlize has a large frame and broad shoulders; an ordinary person couldn't command her size.

But today she's met Martin, the undisputed number one heartthrob in Hollywood.

Dior Goddess VS Coca-Cola God of War!

This is a battle fought to uphold justice!

The battle had been going on for an unknown amount of time when Martin made a request: "I want to go upstairs to your room."

Charlize said, "Okay, but you'll have to carry me the whole way up."

This is a woman who is nearly 1.8 meters tall. Most people couldn't do it, but Martin is not an ordinary person, so it's no problem for her.

He carried Charlize up the stairs, passing by the corner where a photo of them together still hung on the wall.

A photo of Stuart Townsend and Charlize Theron at their engagement.

While upholding justice, Charlize caught a glimpse of the crystal photo frame out of the corner of her eye, raised her long leg, and kicked it.

With a loud crash, the picture frame fell off the wall, and the edges broke.

The two went upstairs to the second floor and entered the master bedroom, where justice continued to be served!

Finally, all the slander, rumors, and scandals that had been leveled against the two of them were cleared up.

The handsome man and beautiful woman also gained a deep understanding of each other.

Martin exclaimed, "Sally, I never imagined that beneath your cold exterior lay such fiery passion."

"I've tormented myself for so many years, I need to release all that pent-up emotion." Charlize squinted, seemingly still caught up in the act of seeking justice. "So this is how wonderful it can be. No wonder women in this industry love a life of pleasure."

Martin noticed she was about to do a complete 180-degree turn and reminded her, "You're not going to go to extremes, are you?"

Charlize opened her eyes and looked at Martin: "No, I'm not a fan of blue vinyl, at least not until I'm completely smitten with you. I won't do anything rash."

She suddenly became very interested: "How about we rebuild the walls between our two houses and build a sky bridge? That way it will be easier for you to come to my side."

Martin thought for a moment and said, "That works too. I'll cover the costs. We'll make it mobile and build it on your side. You can just build the bridge over whenever you need it, and I can come over anytime."

Charlize climbed over, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at Martin: "I'm at the age where my needs are at their peak, are you sure you can handle it?"

Martin chuckled: "You must have connections in the fashion industry. Have you heard of the supermodel group?"

"I know." Charlize nodded: "It's a sorority-like mutual aid organization in the fashion industry founded by AA, KK, Angela Lindwall, and others. I heard that the entry threshold is very high and requires passing special tests."

Martin stated directly, "I am the special test."

Charlize initially didn't understand: "Are you testing me? Are you deciding who can join?"

Then she realized: "The test you're talking about, like the one we just went through?"

Martin was very frank: "We need a leader-level figure, plus at least three official members present."

Charlize understood perfectly: "Can you handle it?"

Men are at their most defiant at times like this, and Martin said proudly, "No problem."

Charlize clicked her tongue. "Looks like the rumors about your scandalous life aren't even half true." She tilted her head. "No wonder you're so amazing, you've really trained."

Martin, who had just exerted himself quite a bit, pulled Charlize up and said, "I'm hungry, let's go get some midnight snacks."

"I'm not going out." Charlize put on some clothes. "I'll go downstairs and make it for you."

Martin nodded: "You can't eat Charlize Theron's cooking even in a parallel universe."

Charlize laughed, "You'll be able to eat it right away."

The two went downstairs together.

As Charlize passed the corner of the stairs, she saw the picture frame on the ground. She deliberately stomped on it a few times, and with a cracking sound, the crystal picture frame shattered into pieces.

Martin said, "Why bother?"

Charlize smiled and said, "What's past is past, so let's turn the page forever."

Nine years with Stewart couldn't compare to this one night with Martin.

After going downstairs, Charlize went to make a late-night snack, while Martin sat on the living room sofa, turned on the TV, and saw CNN broadcasting news.

After watching for a while, two familiar faces appeared in the news.

Standing at the front, speaking loudly to the camera, is Georgia Senator Erica, followed by Georgia Representative Kelly Gray.

Erica's speech focused on further protecting women's rights, especially the legitimate rights of working women.

This includes workplace harassment and other issues.

This was Erica's original political stance; Martin still vividly remembers the image of her holding a pink water jug ​​and shouting for freedom.

Kelly Gray seems to have persuaded Erica.

Martin knew very well that Erica was following this path, and it was normal for her to make such a claim; she could attack or defend as she pleased.

If things don't look good, we'll just leave.

If there's profit to be made, they'll immediately jump on the bandwagon.

Martin took out his phone and sent a text message to Kelly Gray.

The reply came quickly, consisting of only one sentence: "Everything went smoothly!"

Charlize then called out from the restaurant, "Martin, come and eat!"

Martin turned off the TV and went over to the table. He saw the porcelain plate on the table, deliberately sniffed, and said, "It smells especially good."

Charlize invited, "Give it a try."

Martin took a bite and nodded: "It tastes very good."

Charlize sat down opposite them, fetched a bottle of wine, and poured a glass for everyone. She continued their previous conversation, asking curiously, "How many people from the supermodel group have passed your test?"

Martin thought of a list of names and then simply said, "There are too many people; it's too much trouble to list them all."

Charlize paused, then asked, "Those with names and titles?"

Martin said, "Partly, there are some types I don't really like, like Gisele Bündchen."

He won't talk nonsense about Black people.

"I understand," Charlize Theron understood. "Because of Leonardo."

The two ate and chatted, and soon the conversation shifted from matters between men and women to movies.

Martin asked, "I remember you had a movie released last month?"

"The Burning Plain, the one that competed in the Cannes Film Festival." Charlize shrugged. "It didn't do very well commercially, and the reviews weren't great either. It's unlikely to do well in awards season."

She looked slightly helpless, with a hint of self-deprecation: "I'm experiencing the Oscar curse. The more fun you had with me just now, the heavier the curse's impact on my mood. Ever since 'Arc-en-Ciel,' every film I've starred in has been a disaster. Maybe in another two years, I'll only be able to play supporting roles."

Martin said, "As long as you can keep your Dior endorsement, you won't easily fall from grace."

"Oh, right, there's something I've been meaning to tell you." Charlize seemed to only just remember: "I auditioned for 'Gone Girl,' and I'm in the third round."

Martin stated directly, "I promised David Fincher I wouldn't interfere with his casting." He then added, "However, I can cast my vote for you."

Charlize said, "All I need to do is guarantee a fair chance. David wants a cool girl who is both beautiful and sophisticated on the outside, but also a dark and terrifying madwoman who tortures the male lead through marriage."

She was extremely confident: "Of all the people who made it to the third round of auditions, no one is more suitable for the magical Amy than me."

Martin said, "Trust me, Sally, David Fincher selects people based on auditions."

Charlize, however, knew that Martin was also key, adding, "I have witnessed how terrifying marriage can be, seen firsthand the brutality of the battlefield between couples, because I am a survivor of a cruel marital war."

"I'll go to the third audition for the film crew." Martin put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, and said, "Those things are all in the past, don't think about them anymore. Didn't you want to experience the pleasures of the nightlife? Come on, I'll take you to wash your face."

Before leaving, Martin called Leonardo, Nicholson, and Christopher Nolan again.

The latter has participated in the Face Gang's group face-washing activities multiple times.

Charlize was experiencing this kind of service for the first time, and despite it being from a man, she felt refreshed and secretly marveled at how clever those bastards from the Face Gang were.

Martin and the other three chatted about the movie for a while, but didn't discuss anything too serious.

After washing her face, Charlize Theron looked refreshed and prepared to go back and give Martin a second wash.

Martin found her and said, "You drive ahead first, I need to have a word with Director Nolan."

Charlize came over and kissed him: "I'll go home and wait for you."

Martin nodded: "Okay."

As Charlize's car drove out of the club's back gate, Nicholson asked Leonardo, "I remember Charlize Theron has a fiancé?"

"The other day, the one Martin messed with, Stuart Townsend," Leonardo brought up again. "I told you, Martin just likes other men's wives or fiancées."

"What a freak!" Nicholson exclaimed.

Martin pretended not to hear what the two idiots were saying and called Nolan to get in his Cadillac.

As the car drove off, Nolan asked with a smile, "Is there something you want to talk about privately?"

Martin, his face serious, said, "It's related to the kidnapping in Morocco and the shooting on set."

Nolan's smile faded: "You have any new information?"

(End of this chapter)