American Gossip King

Chapter 157 Olivia Marne

Inside the banquet hall, Ian was still drinking and laughing with everyone.

Lena's belly was already noticeably swollen, and in May, a lively and adorable boy would be born into this world.

For this reason, Ian hasn't touched Lena lately, since he's not short of women anyway.

However, in Ian's heart, Lena will always be the most important person.

How should I put it... it's like she really has two husbands, which is quite speechless.

They were strolling around the banquet hall.

Gaskell asked Ian, "What are you planning to do next?"

Ian shrugged nonchalantly: "News is my core business. Israel and Ron handle the newspaper business, CBS is still in James Paley's hands, and the banking is yours. My plan for 02 is to further expand our influence in the film and television industry, while also managing business and investments. Right now... there's been too much violent gossip, so we need some Hollywood juicy tidbits to lighten things up."

Ian is now alternating between using sex in his left hand and violence in his right.

After 9/17, Ian's attention returned to Hollywood, with Sony being part of it, but not the whole of it.

After all, there are still many people who haven't bowed their heads!

Gasker smiled and nodded: "Developing step by step is also good."

Lena glared at Ian: "You must be after those beauties in the film industry, Ian, I'm jealous!"

Ian hugged Lena and gently kissed her beautiful, slightly swollen face: "I swear to you, Lena, you will always be the most important person to me."

Lena then asked, "Does that include Catherine too?"

Ian replied gently, "She's not even as good as one of your toes... no, not even as good as one of your toenails."

These tender words made Lena smile happily.

Just then, someone came by from not far away, and the two quickly separated, which looked like a normal cheek kiss between good friends.

A sexy, busty, long-legged girl in a pink evening gown walked in, with long black hair, bright eyes, and a cocktail in her hand.

He looked vaguely familiar, but Ian couldn't quite place him.

The girl seemed to be just passing by, nodding to Ian as she passed him, and Ian simply smiled and nodded back.

Just as the girl was about to walk past Ian, her red high heels suddenly twisted, and she fell headfirst into Ian's arms.

Ian instinctively caught her, and the next moment the girl's cocktail spilled all over Ian.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Carl," the girl apologized hastily.

She tried to wipe the wine stains off Ian's clothes with her hand, but Ian looked at his clothes and gently shook his head: "Never mind, I'll handle it myself."

He then walked toward the restroom.

The girl hurriedly followed Ian, saying, "I'll call the hotel right away and have them send over a new set. The wine stains are hard to remove, so you'll need to change. I know you don't care about the money, but please allow me to make amends for my rudeness by compensating you, okay?"

Ian stopped and looked at the girl, who then looked at him and whispered, "There's a room over there where you can change your clothes."

Ian understood.

He looked back at Gaskell and Lena; Gaskell embraced his wife and raised his glass to him from afar.

Ian nodded, then turned to the girl and said, "Okay."

So he left with the girl.

Lena gave a soft snort: "She did it on purpose, that slut!"

Gaskell hugged his wife and whispered comfortingly, "Don't do this, baby. Don't try to tie him to you. Give him some freedom; it's better for everyone."

Lena gave a soft "Mmm," feeling a little embarrassed, and kissed her husband: "Thank you, Gaskell. I will always love you!"

The old man chuckled softly: "Of course, I've never doubted that."

Ian followed the girl out of the banquet hall and they arrived at a room next to the hotel.

It was just an ordinary room, but there were two bottles of wine and a bottle of freshly picked roses on the table, and the air was filled with a charming fragrance.

It's clear they were prepared; it's quite romantic.

Upon entering the room, the girl closed the door.

She leaned against the doorway, her captivating eyes gazing at Ian with a beautiful smile: "The wine has seeped into your shirt; I think you might need to take another shower."

Ian smiled as he took off his suit and hung it on a hanger nearby.

He went into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, looked at the wine stains on his shirt, and at the beautiful woman in the mirror.

A familiar feeling welled up again.

Ian asked, "What's your name?"

"Olivia Munn, a nobody, you've never heard of her." The girl walked over and naturally hugged Ian's waist from behind.

Ian ripped off his tie and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

I remember now!

Olivia Munn is an American actress and model of Chinese descent, best known for her role as Psylocke in X-Men: Apocalypse.

One of the sexy and beautiful Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Olivia Munn is 22 years old and has just graduated from college. Because she studied journalism and drama, she came to Hollywood to seek opportunities.

She hasn't been in Hollywood for very long; she's still a complete newcomer.

In Hollywood, everyone has to seize opportunities.

Why is Julia Roberts so provocative? Because she entered the industry very early on, initially gaining opportunities through her body.

The latest novel is first published here!

She's used to it.

Olivia Munn knew very well that if she wanted to rise to the top, she needed a powerful figure to back her up... and she couldn't wait; she had to take the initiative.

What awaits us may only be some insignificant figures who spout empty boasts and empty promises!

Only by taking the initiative can you choose your prey!

Although Ian Carr is not a Hollywood film and television mogul, he is a media mogul.

Media companies control film and television; the bed of the previous media tycoon is undoubtedly more effective than the bed of the previous film and television tycoon.

What's more, he's so young and handsome.

If you're going to sleep with someone anyway, why not choose the one who's handsome, rich, and influential?

Don't you see that Kate Beckinsale, Scarlett Johansson, Jessica Alba, Amanda, Cressy, Barbara, Helen, Shawna, and others all rose to prominence because of him?

Kate Beckinsale stole the lead role from Julia Roberts, Scarlett Janssen took the role from Cameron Diaz, Hollywood created a script specifically for Shaun Shauna, and Jessica Chastain and others also received film offers.

The opportunity was right in front of her, and she had to seize it, so Olivia Munn chose this approach.

If Ian leaves in anger, it's just a lost opportunity, not something he'd take revenge on over a drink.

If he's willing to go to his room to change clothes, then it means things are settled.

At that moment, she naturally put her arm around Ian's waist and chuckled, "Do you need me to help you take it off?"

Ian nodded slightly: "Okay."

So she grabbed Ian's shoulders from behind, pulled off his shirt, and revealed his well-developed muscles from years of working out.

Olivia Munn gazed at the beautiful figure with fascination, feeling a desire to sleep with this man even if he didn't give her a chance.

Then she turned Ian around, slowly pulled on his belt, and dragged him toward the room.

Ian smiled and let the girl do as she pleased.

He might have asked "What benefits do you need to give me?" before, but now he doesn't need to.

If the other party wants to bring it up, then they can; if they don't, then it doesn't matter. It all depends on cooperation... If you make me happy, what's due to you will naturally come to you.

Then he gently pushed Olivia away, a gesture that startled her slightly.

Ian walked to the table, picked up the small, flat black bottle of liquor, and asked, "What kind of liquor is this?"

"Absinthe has aphrodisiac effects and can also help one last longer." Olivia walked over again and hooked her arms around Ian's neck. "Do you need this?"

"No! It's you who needs it." Ian shook his head with a smile.

He removed the last of his burdens and then poured the wine over himself.

Under the light, the liquor shimmered and sparkled on his body.

Olivia then smiled.

Her red lips parted slightly, her fragrant tongue landing on Ian's chest, licking the wine off his clothes. Her eyes were alluring: "Are you sure you don't want to have some?"

Ian smiled: "Take your time, at least we don't need to waste so much money on you."

As he spoke, he slowly pressed Olivia down.

(End of this chapter)