American Gossip King

Chapter 55 Interview Under the Gun

noon the next day.

Miramax Corporation.

Ian disguised himself as a middle-aged man and led Scarlett Jansen into the Miramax headquarters building.

As Scarlett got out of the car, she looked at Ian and asked, still a little worried, "Are you sure you'll protect me?"

Ian brandished the gun beside him: "Is this enough?"

Scarlett was horrified: "Why did you bring a gun in?"

Ian was speechless: "I thought this would put your mind at ease."

Scarlett shook her head repeatedly: "No, that would only terrify me more."

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Following Scarlett upstairs into the company, Scarlett looked at Ian and said, "I'm going to see him. I'll call if anything happens. Are you sure you can hear me?"

Ian smiled: "My eyesight has always been excellent."

Scarlett muttered, "I meant I heard!"

She turned and walked toward Harvey Weinstein's office.

Upon entering the office, Scarlett didn't see Weinstein, but only that conspicuous, well-known red sofa.

According to the rules, Scarlett should take off her clothes and lie on the red sofa, quietly waiting for her benefactor to arrive.

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However, Scarlett obviously wouldn't do that.

She sat quietly on the sofa, thinking anxiously.

For a fleeting moment, she regretted it.

Ian Carl, that guy is a devil, how could I have trusted him?

This made her feel increasingly uneasy.

As time passed, footsteps could be heard outside the room.

Scarlett finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Overwhelmed by fear, she hurriedly got up and walked outside.

The door opened at that moment.

Harvey Weinstein's enormous, obese body appeared in the doorway. Looking at Scarlett, he smiled broadly and said, "You don't need to greet me so warmly."

As he spoke, he walked toward Scarlett.

Scarlett took a few steps back: "No, sir, you've misunderstood. I'm just here for an audition."

Harvey Weinstein stopped in his tracks, glaring fiercely at Scarlett. "Are you kidding me? Are you playing me for fools? Do you even know what an audition is? Now, take off your clothes, lie down on the sofa, and that's your audition!"

As a big shot in the entertainment industry, he has no need to fawn over beautiful women.

His brand is all about strength!

Scarlett took a deep breath and shook her head repeatedly: "Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

She said this and walked towards the door.

Harvey Weinstein grabbed her arm: "You're not going anywhere."

Scarlett screamed in terror, "You can't do this! Help!"

"No need to shout, there's no one outside at this hour." Harvey Weinstein sneered and shoved Scarlett onto the sofa.

He pointed at the poor girl: "Nobody can fool me! Nobody!"

As he spoke, he took off his coat and stood in front of Scarlett like a bear, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

He didn't rape many times, but that's because most people don't need to resort to such methods.

But since he had committed rape before, it was obviously something he was very familiar with.

At that moment, he lunged forward with a sinister grin.

Scarlett felt a dreadful fear, like a lamb being led to the slaughter. She screamed, "No, Ian, save me!"

Ian?

Harvey Weinstein was taken aback: "What, Ian?"

boom!

The door was opened again.

Ian walked in carrying a camera and smiled at Harvey Weinstein, saying, "Ian Carl Ian! Mr. Weinstein, are you planning to rape this beautiful lady? And in what position do you intend to begin?"

Weinstein stared at Ian in astonishment: "Ian Carl? Fuck, how did you get in?"

He was about to throw a punch at Ian.

Then Ian produced a gun.

The gun was pointed at Weinstein, and the glorious justice it brought was irresistible, inspiring awe and worship.

Weinstein was stunned.

Scarlett was also surprised.

What happened to the promise not to use guns?

Ian smiled and brandished his gun: "Sit down."

Weinstein sat down in terror, his large eyes filled with fear.

Ian slowly closed the door and smiled, "Scarlett, how about you take the microphone and do the interview?"

Scarlett was dumbfounded: "Me?"

Ian nodded: "Yes, you come! Following the gunfight-style interviews and interrogation-style interviews, a new interviewing model, interviewing victims in person, this will be good news."

Scarlett looked at Ian speechlessly.

You didn't mention this before.

She shook her head repeatedly: "I don't want to offend him, he's Harvey Weinstein!"

"Why worry about a dead man?" Ian asked with a grin.

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He handed the microphone to Scarlett: "Don't worry, it's all recorded. He tried to rape you, that's a fact! If it gets out, he's finished."

Weinstein roared, "You have no evidence! What you've filmed proves nothing!"

Ian pointed to the table behind him: "Look at that."

Weinstein turned around in surprise and saw that a miniature camera had appeared on his desk sometime during the night.

"This is impossible!" he exclaimed.

Ian walked over carrying a camera: "Don't worry, Mr. Weinstein, most of the time I'm not the kind of person who likes to kill people... As long as you're willing to cooperate, I can still give you a chance."

As he spoke, he gave Scarlett a wink.

Scarlett understood.

Knowing she had no way out, she took a deep breath and pointed the microphone at Weinstein: "Mr. Weinstein, do you really think I'm so charming that you'd risk breaking the law to rape me? Or do you think you're so powerful that the law can't restrain you?"

Smart girl, she learns very quickly!

Weinstein stared blankly at the two of them.

"Fuck!" he said.

Ian chuckled.

He pointed the camera at Weinstein's large face: "Yes, that's exactly what I said. Where were you originally planning to start 'fuck' Ms. Jensen?"

Scarlett looked at Ian in astonishment: "How could you ask that?"

Ian shrugged. "It's a shame you don't like my question."

He pointed the gun at Weinstein's forehead: "Answer the question, buddy."

Weinstein cried out in despair, "I didn't mean to rape her!"

"That's not the right answer." Ian looked coldly at Weinstein: "You know that based on what you just did, I could pull the trigger right away, and then I could just cut out the middle part and it would become that I rushed in and killed you to save a poor, innocent girl... You know I've killed people, and I dare to kill people."

Weinstein was almost in tears.

I've never seen news done like this before!

He asked desperately, "What do you want to hear?"

"Of course it's real." Ian placed the camera on the table and pointed it at Weinstein.

Suddenly he turned to look at the door and said, "Someone's coming, Scarlett, call out to them."

Scarlett understood.

She screamed, "Ah! Ah... No!"

The people outside retreated again.

Scarlett took a deep breath and looked at Ian: "Cut this part out."

"Of course," Ian chuckled.

He looked at Weinstein, and Weinstein understood.

He looked at Scarlett with despair: "You're a very attractive girl, and I'd do anything for you."