America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 755 748: The Duet

The sky had just darkened when an ordinary Chevrolet sedan drove into the standalone villa community on the outskirts of Beverly Hills.

The driver, Martin, made a call and quickly found his destination, turning directly into the courtyard of a villa.

The villa door opened, and Silsa Ronan stood at the entrance, waving.

Martin got out of the car and went directly into the villa.

Silsa closed the door behind him.

All the windows of the villa were covered with thick curtains, and there was no everyday furniture in the living room. Mirrors were installed on certain spots of the walls and ceiling, and the floor was covered with smooth wood.

Martin glanced around the hall; there was a ballet barre in front of a wall of mirrors, and near the mirror on the opposite wall, there was a row of black sofas for resting, facing a pole that stretched from the floor to the ceiling.

The whole villa's living room had been converted into a dance studio.

Silsa asked Martin with a smile, "Teacher, this is the place I bought for dance practice. Is it alright?"

Martin looked up at the ceiling mirrors and said honestly, "It feels a bit strange."

Silsa said, "I've learned a new dance, I'll perform it for you."

Martin sat down on the black sofa, "Sure."

"I'll go change into my dance clothes," Silsa said as she pulled open a door next to her and entered the changing room.

It wasn't long before Silsa emerged from the changing room dressed in a black practice outfit, and after a thorough warm-up, she picked up a remote control and played some music.

She danced gracefully to the clear rhythm.

The black dance outfit highlighted Silsa's fair skin.

High leg raises, splits, bending forward, and backflips – difficult movements that proved her body's flexibility from long-term dance practice was especially good.

As the music neared its end, Silsa did a standing split with one hand, finishing her performance with style.

She was a girl who kept her word; she had promised to perform a split for Martin and she presented it in the most splendid way possible.

Martin clapped loudly, cheering, "Brilliant! Silsa, you are incredible!"

"Teacher, as long as you like it," Silsa said, catching her breath and walking to the center of the dance studio, grabbing the pole with one hand and spinning around like a top.

Smooth, skilled, clearly the result of extensive practice.

The music sounded once more, this time a bit more explosive, Silsa suddenly opened her dance outfit and tore it off with a fierce tug, kicked her legs out, and climbed upwards.

Her dance was dreamlike, like a swimming dragon.

This was an astonishing performance art, displaying exceptional physical strength and flexibility, fully conveying the unique charm of dance.

Before long, the solo dance turned into a duet.

That night, Silsa Ronan tasted the infinite possibilities of life.

The next morning, Martin and Silsa left the villa together and got into the Chevrolet.

"Let's take the day off, I'll drive you home," Martin started the car.

Silsa nodded, "I am a good student who listens to her teacher."

Martin lightly tapped her lips with his finger, "Where did you learn all this?"

"From the art films in Sacred Valley," Silsa answered earnestly. "I asked Lily for a sculpture, she made one in a one-to-one scale by hand, which I often use to practice."

Martin's eye twitched; he decided he had to interrogate Lily later about what unreliable things she had been doing in private.

Silsa stealthily observed Martin and said in a timely manner, "Don't be mad at Lily, I asked her for help."

She also gave Lily a 'good person card', "Lily is a good person, always helping me."

Remembering the unreliable Lily, Martin said, "I'll send her a nice gift on your behalf later, to let her feel your appreciation."

Silsa felt there was something not quite right about that remark, but being only eighteen, she couldn't figure out the special meaning behind it.

Martin dropped her off at her front door.

Before Silsa got out of the car, she made a point of saying, "Teacher, if Elizabeth isn't in Los Angeles and you want to see a dance, just call me, I'll be waiting for you in that villa."

Martin nodded slightly, "Go home and rest well."

Silsa smiled happily, got out of the car, slung her backpack over her shoulder, put her hands in her pockets, and whistled as she walked through the door.

Monica Ronan was just coming out of the kitchen with breakfast, she greeted Silsa, "Come and have breakfast."

Silsa touched her stomach and said, "I'm full, I can't eat anymore."

Monica asked casually, "What did you eat?"

"Uh…" Silsa walked towards the stairs and replied, "Of course, a nutritious breakfast."

She entered her room and collapsed onto the soft bed, quickly falling asleep for a nap.

Meanwhile, Martin had arranged to meet Nicholson and Leonardo for breakfast at a restaurant in Century City.

Nicholson, always well-informed, said, "I've heard that due to the dismal box office of 'The Lone Ranger', the lending bank has sent a formal notice to Megan Ellison, preparing to call in the loan."

Martin put down the peeled egg he was holding, picked up a glass of milk, and said, "Here's to the good news."

Leonardo clinked his glass with Martin's, "Between 'Transcendental Hacker' and 'Lone Ranger', Anna Purna Pictures is definitely looking at a $400 million loss. Most of that money is coming from Megan Ellison or the loans she took out."

He couldn't help but admire, "This woman's mental strength is incredible. Any other investor would probably be jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge by now."

Nicholson said, "That's because she has a billionaire daddy."

Martin replied, "For ordinary people, forget other things, just the pressure from the banks alone would crush a person."

Leonardo set down his glass and said, "With that kind of money, I might just give up on life and never be able to pull myself together again."

"That's not right," Martin said on purpose, "You could throw yourself into the embrace of a wealthy widow and become a true winner in life."

Nicholson asked, "Like Mene?"

Thinking about Uncle Mene's awesomeness, Martin and Leonardo were speechless for a moment, he was the real winner in life.

The three of them had specially taken a trip to Las Vegas after the Oscars and attended Celine Dion's party. Celine Dion's husband was also there and in calm composure, he sincerely entrusted Celine Dion to Mene.

As for the Trio of Scoundrels, they couldn't do this at all.

Martin sighed and said, "If only I had met Celine Dion or Megan Ellison back when I was in Atlanta."

Old and crafty, Nicholson saw right through Martin's mentality, "Back then you were a broke guy living in a slum, with an empty wallet, willing to humble your own brother for money, trying to achieve a class leap just based on brotherhood alone."

Leo got his point and continued, "Now that Martin here has more than ten billion, of course, he wouldn't degrade his brother just for money, not if it meant parting with those billions."

He said with heavy emotion, knocking on the dining table and seriously addressed Martin, "You must stay true to your original aspiration, hold on to your original aspiration!"

Martin ate the egg and said, "My original aspiration has always been to make lots and lots of money, sleep with lots and lots of beautiful women. It's never changed."

Leonardo glanced over Martin's plate and asked, "Why did you choose all high-protein foods?"

Nicholson said, "Isn't it obvious? He shelled out hundreds of billions last night."

Martin talked nonsense, "High-protein keeps the body energetic, keeps a person full of vitality all the time."

The three finished breakfast and took a car to Los Angeles Court, intentionally passing near the Columbia Tower, where Johnny Depp and Amber Heard used to live.

Martin pointed to the top of the tower and asked, "Who's interested in a penthouse apartment? Depp's place is going for just $9 million."

"The downtown area is too chaotic, I prefer a quiet environment," Nicholson was not at all interested.

Leonardo said, "I'm afraid I would suffocate from the weird smells." He brought up a matter, "Johnny Depp has a new nickname, 'Wife-beater Depp.'

Martin said, "Such a title will follow him for a lifetime."

Nicholson concluded, "Depp's acting career in Hollywood is practically over."

Half an hour later, Martin and his group arrived at Los Angeles Court.

Today, there would be a trial here, with Howard Butt leading three of Depp's entourage, accused of attempted murder and endangering public safety, facing justice.

Martin and Bruce were both victims and witnesses.

Martin had been thinking about possibly encountering Johnny Depp here but Depp didn't show up for the trial at all.

Even the high-powered legal team that Depp had been boasting about in the media was gone.

Depp himself was barely hanging on and had no time to care for others.

The prosecution won a complete victory in this trial, and Depp's three entourage members were sentenced to various terms of 3 to 8 years.

Certain arrangements had been made behind the scenes, like the three Howard Butts would be sent to state prison, in the same area as the Affleck Brothers.

Perhaps the Affleck Brothers would thank Depp's entourage for sharing the burden of picking up the soap with them.

Mene's childhood friends always had a revolving door of entries and exits, ensuring someone was always coming and going, letting them fully experience the joy of picking up the soap.

......

In Glendale, at the DreamWorks Animation campus.

In the post-production studio, the special effects and post-production of "The Seventh Son" crew were finally completed.

The producer, Wilson, breathed a sigh of relief, and approached Megan Ellison who had come over just for today, saying, "President, the film is all finished."

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Megan Ellison fell silent for a moment and asked, "Warner Bros. hasn't scheduled a release date?"

"The release slot that was meant for 'The Seventh Son' has been given to another film." Wilson couldn't do anything either; after back-to-back big production failures at Anna Purna Pictures, distributors were bound to be skeptical about the next one.

He said, "It might be set for September, which is a slow season for movies."

Megan asked, "What about cutting ties with Warner?"

Wilson could only be honest, "That's also what Warner wants."

Without hesitation, Megan Ellison ordered, "Enact our plan. Use DreamWorks' theater, send out invitations to all major companies in Hollywood to screen 'The Seventh Son' and discuss rights trading."

It was a desperate measure, and Wilson replied, "I'll get someone on it right away."

Megan Ellison hoped the film would fetch $300 million.