American Gossip King

Chapter 161 I Don't Care About You

Ian was working in the office in the morning when he saw his secretary, Ida, hurrying over.

She knocked lightly on the door a few times, and when she saw Ian look up, she came to his side and whispered, "Miss Roberts wants to see you."

When she bent over, a large expanse of her beautiful cleavage was revealed.

Ian ignored him: "Which Roberts?"

"Julia Roberts, no appointment," Ida replied.

Ida doesn't usually notify people without an appointment, but as Ian's secretary, she knows Ian very well.

For big stars like Julia Roberts, it's still possible to arrange a meeting without an appointment.

Ian thought for a moment and asked, "What are my plans for today?"

Date smiled: "There's a meeting about the expansion of the overseas business division, it'll be in an hour."

"Oh, if I'm not out in an hour, then postpone the meeting by an hour." Ian nodded. "Now, let her in."

Ida nodded and left.

A moment later, Julia Roberts entered.

The secretary closed the door, then shut the outer door as well, and went out herself.

This was Ian's first official meeting with Julia Roberts.

She was wearing a pink floral print shirt, a black coat, a wide-brimmed hat, and carrying an LV bag.

Standing in front of Ian, the big-mouthed beauty's lips twitched slightly.

Ian sat in his seat and watched her.

He didn't even come to greet him.

This made Julia Roberts somewhat embarrassed.

Before coming, she had considered many possibilities, but she never expected this situation—Ian Karl looked at her like she was an animal, without any emotion.

So she had to take off her hat and coat herself and hang them on the clothes rack next to her.

She sat down on the large sofa in the middle of the office, looked at Ian, and said, "We're all smart people here, Mr. Carl, I think you know why I'm here."

Ian chuckled.

He got up from his seat and took a bottle from the wine cabinet next to him: "Black Deer Vermouth, a good wine. I just heard about it from Olivia a few days ago."

He poured two glasses, sat down next to Julia Roberts, and handed her one: "To be honest, I'm not entirely sure why you're here, but I believe you're not here to interrogate me."

I really want to confront them, but I don't have the ability or the courage!

Julia Roberts sighed as she took the glass.

Then she raised her delicate chin and looked at Ian: "I need you to clear my reputation."

Ian leaned back on the sofa and sipped his absinthe: "What's done is done, and I can't tell the public that the news I released was false."

Julia Roberts said, "No need. I'll make it public that Kimmel and I broke up a long time ago, and Danny Moda is my fiancé. You just need to apologize for disturbing my private life. That will prove my point."

Ian laughed: "That's it?"

Julia Roberts said, "And also, tell your reporters to stop bothering me, including you."

really.

You're not here to clear your name; for Julia Roberts, that's nothing.

What she feared was that Ian would continue to stalk her and expose more of her dirty secrets.

Ian shook his head slightly: "I can't guarantee that."

Julia Roberts didn't say anything, she just downed the drink in her glass in one gulp.

Then she stood up and slowly unbuckled her belt.

Watching her actions, Ian felt inexplicably nauseous.

That's incredibly proactive.

Seeing her actions, Ian shook his head: "No!"

Julia Roberts was stunned: "What did you say?"

I am Julia Roberts, the most valuable female celebrity in America, and countless men want to sleep with me!

Ian Carl, you don't want it?

Do you like men?

Ian let out a long sigh: "I'm not interested in you."

To be precise, just a minute ago he was somewhat interested in Julia Roberts.

Even though she's a slut, she's still a big star after all.

But now, seeing her undress so easily, as if drinking water, Ian's interest vanished instantly.

Ian doesn't mind speedruns, but those speedruns usually require the target to be somewhat obsessed with him.

Even Olivia's elaborate seduction was tinged with self-worship and longing... To put it bluntly, there was some degree of affection involved, it's just a matter of how much.

But with Julia Roberts, all he saw was a detached, prostitute-like naturalness and skill.

This completely killed his appetite.

He looked at Julia Roberts and said, "An apology is out of the question. As for your future scandals, I don't have to report them, but on the condition that you join my agency."

Julia Roberts was stunned: "Are you kidding me? You don't have a management company!"

"It will happen, it won't be long," Ian replied confidently. "You'll join my agency and make money for me, taking 20% ​​of the profits."

Hollywood talent agencies typically take 10%-20%, but it varies from person to person.

The latest novel is first published here!

For big names like Julia Roberts, the commission is less than 20%, usually it's around 5%.

But Ian doesn't care; my people make up 20%.

If the profit margin is too low, what's the point of me running a brokerage firm?

Julia Roberts glared angrily at Ian.

Ian remained calm: "That's the condition. I know your contract expires in a year. Just come over then, and don't renew it before then. And I can't target you anymore."

Julia Roberts took a deep breath: "Are you a man, Ian Carl?!"

Ian laughed: "Of course, but I don't need to prove it to you."

He walked over, took her coat and hat from the hanger, and handed them to her: "It's settled then. You can go to the media and say that you and Danny Moda are truly in love, and I won't argue with that."

He opened the door, and Julia Roberts looked at him helplessly. Finally, she took her clothes and stormed out.

Ian smiled slightly as he watched Julia Roberts leave.

In the secretary's office, Ida looked at Ian with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Carl?"

So fast?

It hasn't even started yet?

Ian Carl said softly, "The meeting is proceeding on time."

………………

One day later.

Julia Roberts has publicly stated that she and Kimmel ended their relationship long ago and that Danny Moda is her new boyfriend.

The stylist probably took the money and didn't say anything.

That was the end of it.

As for Carl Media, they didn't say anything either.

We just revealed your private affairs. How do you explain that this has nothing to do with me? It doesn't affect the facts.

Julia Roberts' situation has therefore eased somewhat.

Someone started shouting:

"The media are a bunch of maggots in the gutter, specializing in digging up other people's privacy. I knew Julia was great; she did nothing wrong."

Of course, there are also clever people:

"Idiot, if she and Dani Moda were in a normal relationship, why did she deny it from the start? Did she suddenly become a couple just because the media presented evidence?"

Unfortunately, such comments are meaningless to die-hard fans.

Americans' overall intelligence is not particularly high. The combination of "happy education" and "elite education" has led to severe class divisions among Americans, and most people lack the ability to think independently.

As for the elite, even if they see through it, they won't say anything.

Ian Carr may not care about Julia Roberts, but the elites still do.

Those who could make money through her wanted to, while those who didn't want to make money through her also wanted to find an opportunity to get close to her.

Ultimately, not everyone, even elites, has evolved to the point where they can pick and choose among beautiful women like Ian.

In any case, Julia Roberts' affair is over, Ian got the news he wanted, and as for Tom Rothman, he's destined for prison... He can never have the glory he had in the old timeline.

(End of this chapter)