America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 843 - 830: Trash Sees Everyone as Trash_3

He distinguished the sound of high heels hitting the floor, turning out of the elevator hall and walking in another direction.

The rhythm of the high heels slowed, Ivan had dropped something from his pocket and quickly bent down to pick it up.

Charlotte arrived in front of Suite 707 and gently knocked on the door.

The door opened from inside, she entered swiftly, and before Kevin Tsujihara could say anything, she gave him a passionate kiss.

The two quickly became frantic.

Ivan returned to the elevator hall, confirmed the room number through the floor plan, and took the elevator downstairs.

He had listened very carefully earlier, Charlotte had knocked on the door, not used a card to open it.

The person she was there to see had already arrived.

Ivan reached the lobby, found a spot, took out his cellphone, and dialed a number, "It's me, I want to know who has a long-term lease on Suite 707 at the Burbank Hotel."

The person on the other end replied, "Wait a while, I'll find out and call you back."

Ivan found a spot where he could watch the elevator hall, sat down with a newspaper to rest, and then called Luke to keep an eye on the underground parking lot.

...

Seventh floor, Suite 707.

In the time it took Ivan to ride the elevator down to the first-floor lobby, the skirmish in the room had already ended.

Kevin Tsujihara sat on the couch like a king, eyes closed, resting, waiting for Charlotte to clean up after him.

He didn't mind the brevity of the encounter, the pleasure was his, not the woman's, and shorter meant less exhaustion.

After a while, Kevin Tsujihara opened his eyes, put on his clothes, and asked, "What exactly happened in Atlanta? You were unanimously decided by all the producers to be kicked out of the crew!"

Charlotte knew Kevin Tsujihara had connections with Charles Roven, whom she went through to get into the crew.

She wouldn't rashly lie, "I brought a modified mini camera, trying to film Martin covertly, but he discovered it. It's my fault, I never expected Martin that bastard to be such a pervert, to have installed such electronic devices in his own trailer."

Kevin Tsujihara asked, "Why were you filming him?"

Charlotte, looking aggrieved, said, "You told me to pay more attention to his daily life and work situation, I've been doing so, and I saw some clues. To confirm these parts and get key evidence for you, I brought the modified camera to record my conversation with Martin."

"Help me?" Kevin Tsujihara didn't believe her, "You just wanted to get evidence to leverage some benefits from Martin Davis, didn't you?"

Charlotte smiled awkwardly, "You saw through it." She purposely scratched her blonde hair, "Is my acting really that bad?"

Kevin Tsujihara asked, "Where is the recording?"

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Charlotte opened her bag, took out a notebook, and handed it to Kevin Tsujihara, "It's all in here."

Kevin Tsujihara opened and flipped through the notebook; it was only as big as a palm, densely written with entries marked by dates, very clear.

Most of the records were about Martin's trivial work and daily activities in the "Interstellar" crew, nothing particularly out of the ordinary.

When Kevin Tsujihara saw an entry where Charlotte subjectively speculated about frequent intimate interactions between Martin and Mackenzie Foy, he pointed and asked, "Is there an issue between them?"

"A bit too close." Charlotte recalled what she had seen in the crew, and exaggerated a bit, "Mackenzie Foy and her mother were always ingratiating themselves with Martin, Martin treated Mackenzie differently, and it wasn't only me who noticed."

"Interstellar" was one of the big-budget projects invested in by Warner Bros., Kevin Tsujihara had paid attention to it and knew who Mackenzie Foy was.

Thus, he didn't find Charlotte's comments surprising or false.

Kevin Tsujihara kept tapping his fingers; many high-status individuals in Hollywood had very particular hobbies, himself included.

Charlotte, wanting to remain valuable and not be discarded by the higher-ups, said, "I intended to coax out information discreetly for confirmation, but unfortunately, I didn't succeed."

She smiled helplessly, "I admit, it was also to get resources from Martin, but I truly have been following your instructions, gathering detailed information about Martin."

"Just wait, I'll make a call." Kevin Tsujihara went to the balcony, dialed a number, and asked about Martin's and Mackenzie Foy's relationship among other things.

It wasn't hard to verify as Warner Bros. invested in the crew.

Soon, the person on the other end replied, "Martin and Mackenzie have a good private relationship, Mackenzie often gives Martin gifts, and Martin occasionally coaches her acting, the two of them are like... how do I say it, teacher and student."

This reminded Kevin Tsujihara of a rumor about Martin, many paparazzi had photographed Martin being intimately close with Silsa Ronan, who claimed to be his student.

It was no secret within the industry, Martin and Silsa Ronan definitely had an affair.

As for when the affair started, that was hard to define.

Even though the paparazzi photographed them being close when Silsa Ronan was already an adult, who knew about before?

Kevin Tsujihara didn't believe a playboy like Martin could restrain himself.

While he pondered this issue, Charlotte was full of grief, "Kevin, I've done so much for you, you wouldn't leave me over this little thing, would you?"

"Of course not," Kevin Tsujihara pinched her cheek, "This little thing doesn't matter. I'll find you another crew later and arrange a role that suits you better."

Charlotte appeared visibly excited, hugging Kevin Tsujihara's legs, "I knew you treated me the best, you will surely help me."

After Kevin Tsujihara finished with the notebook, he closed it and put it away, cautioning, "Don't tell anyone about your relationship with me."

Charlotte knew Kevin Tsujihara had a family, she nodded quickly, "I understand."

Kevin Tsujihara continued, "And about Martin's matters, don't reveal them to anyone either. You... just keep watching and listening, if there are any fresh news about Martin, inform me promptly."

Charlotte was at a loss for words.