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Fortunately, Josie is not short of money.

The same goes for Frank Horton.

So, a team of lawyers from Skyfall Capital is gathering evidence to take all these stinking tabloids to court - and that must be pretty spectacular.

But unfortunately, her enemies are not short of money either.

Josie couldn't remember when Geffen's DreamWorks Pictures was sold. Of course, this incident did not affect Geffen's prosperous life and status in the circle. The film giants were encircled and defeated.

That should be a blow that cannot be measured by money?

Thinking about it this way, she is planning to poach Geffen's corner instead. For example, Universal Pictures, where even the president of the film and television department is decided by him?

Universal Pictures will be acquired about ten years later. It seems that she still has at least ten years to make money, but so far, she has only bought some stocks that are suitable for long-term holding through stockbrokers.

She didn't have much cash in hand.

Especially as an actress, she has a lot of expenses.

Josie recalled the news content that could be manipulated over and over again in her mind, and she let Kelly operate on the surface, completely removing the heavy makeup on her face.

After removing it, Kelly moved gently, rubbing the skin care product with the palm of her hand before wiping it on Josie's face and neck.

Josie was made drowsy by the professional techniques she had specially learned. She had to open her eyelids a little and straighten her body slightly from the comfortable leather seat, only to realize that there was a faint light outside.

She couldn't help wrapping her arms around Kelly's waist in front of her coquettishly, and said in a daze, "I'm going to bed, can you wash my hair when I get home, dear Kelly? Sprayed at least a pound of hairspray on..."

"Okay, okay, but don't fall asleep like this." Before Kelly finished speaking, she lowered her head and found that Josie was already fast asleep. Her little face without makeup was white and tender, like an angel.

Kelly had no choice but to call El to come from the parking lot, and directly hugged Josie into the back seat of the car. During this period, Josie was so docile that Kelly wished that she was the one who rubbed her face against her chest.

The group returned to the hotel.

When Josie woke up again, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

The blackout curtains in the room were drawn tightly, not a single ray of disturbing light came in.

Josie rolled around in a ball under the quilt for a few seconds, then reached out and touched her mobile phone from the bedside table, habitually checking messages and missed calls.

The first message was from her father, Frank Horton:

I have arranged for the legal team to concentrate on shooting your new movie, and I will take care of everything.

And, it's part of the deal, don't think too much about it.

After reading this article, Josie's expression was flat, she turned over on the bed, and speeded up her browsing.

The second message was from Archie Dano, informing her that the blue-collar novelist had finished writing the book and that the electronic version had been sent to her mailbox.As for the contract, his assistant Catherine is following up.

As for the other script, it is currently at an impasse.

It seems that Josie's own problems have affected her other careers, and it's time to solve some of these things.

Josie replied with some important messages one after another. As for some so-called friends who made indirect remarks about her current situation under the guise of caring, there is no need to pay attention to it.

She got up again and turned on the computer to check the MSN mailbox. While waiting to download the electronic version of the document, a spam email in this private mailbox caught her attention.

From Robin:

The woman I love the most is about to leave me. This is an unchangeable fate.

Can you answer this question for me?

About how I'm going to get through this horrible time.

Josie thought about doing good deeds every day, so she replied to the stranger.

From J.H:

Is she seriously ill?

From Robin:

Yes, terminal cancer.

The doctor said that she could only last for less than half a year, which made me very painful and wanted to escape.

From J.H:

Losing a loved one is of course a very terrible thing, but what is even more terrible is that the person left behind wallows in grief.

Dear Robin, You can try to support yourself through this with love and memories, or you can be willing to hide from reality for a while until you can finally come to terms with it.

And, don't believe other people's nonsense that makes you strong, you don't need to be strong, you need a hug!

hug you.

After clicking to send the email, Josie felt that she had done a good deed every day. Seeing that the progress of the document download was only a fraction, she put this matter aside for the time being.

She touched her flat belly, put on her nightgown and went to the living room to ask Dorota to make her some hot soup and hot meal.

Dorota was on the sofa in the living room, chasing the TV version of "Dragon Ball" with Brittany who was not on the shooting day. Josie also sat down and watched for a while, and couldn't help thinking of her childhood memories.

At that time, I really wanted somersault cloud and universal capsule...

Today's working hours still start in the evening.

After finishing her makeup in the trailer, Josie took the printed document and read it slowly. She had received emails from Miss Robin before, and she responded to several emails intermittently. Fear, using work to escape reality, etc.

As for Josie's personal information, she only revealed it vaguely to the other party. Her working hours were not fixed, so she couldn't reply to emails in time. There were no cats and dogs in her life, but there were a lot of troubles.

For example, co-workers framed her, her boss was dubious, her salary was too low, she couldn’t afford a house and couldn’t save money... I have to say that even though she was immersed in grief, Ms. Robin was still a good listener and comforter.

This made Josie feel a little bit of affection and pity for this stranger.

But that's all.

In the Viper House in West Hollywood, a group of young people are brazenly making fun of the young actress who recently made headlines.

"Hey, JC, tell me, I heard you slept with Josie Horton before?"

Surrounded by these people was a blond young man in the center. He hugged the girl next to him and drank a glass of wine with spices. He couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and immediately said: "Yeah, she's hot, she's very fun, more than All the strippers you've ever met are—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of glass shattering above JC's head, followed by viscous liquid flowing down from his head, and he felt indescribable pain when he touched his head.

"FXXK!" JC cursed and turned to look, "Who the hell are you? I'm going to kill you!"

With a condensed expression, Josh Jones took a few attendants, glanced at JC indifferently, and threw away the half of the wine bottle in his hand. "

"Exactly, I want to kill you too." He rolled up his sleeves and said.

A physical confrontation was caught off guard, and when the security personnel of the Viper House pulled the group away, they were collectively defeated.

Especially JC, who was the first to be beaten, was not only smashed by the wine bottle at the beginning, but also under the special care of others. His handsome face is now bruised and swollen, and now it can be said to be horrible.

As one of the owners of the Viper House, Johnny Depp soon learned of the incident, but he didn't send someone to call the police immediately. Instead, he sent someone to stop the conflict from escalating. After all, the young man who had a good time When people are impulsive, it is difficult to say anything.

And he wasn't going to show up in person.

On the one hand, Josh Jones, who beat someone up, not only has an impressive face, but also has a dad who is a rock master who escorts him. A pawn under the command of David Geffen, a bigwig in the music industry.

On the other hand, those who run their nightclub business have long been accustomed to this kind of fighting, and most of them turn big things into small things and make small things into nothing. Even if someone ODs on the spot tonight, it will not appear in the newspaper tomorrow morning A little bit of news that affects business.

This is the power of money and power.

But it is still necessary to notify the "parents" to come to pick up the person. After all, there was a bloody incident, and it seemed that the unlucky little singer needed at least a few stitches.

The manager of JC's band rushed to the scene quickly, and after exchanging pleasantries and apologies, he successfully took away the little singer who wanted to speak harshly to others, but Josh, who was beating someone, looked very gloomy and was closely guarded by his father's bodyguards , sitting on the shoulder of the road and performing autism live.

After a while, another person sat down beside Josh.

There was acrid smoke in the night wind, and the other party handed Josh a cigarette. Josh looked along his pale fingers, and his eyes fell into his calm and unwavering eyes.

Josh took the cigarette in silence, and slowly lit it with the one in his father's hand.

"Sorry, David, I shouldn't have done it," he said.

However, David hooked his lips, looked at Josh and asked, "Do you think you did something wrong, or do you regret it?"

Josh froze for a moment, and shook his head honestly: "No, what makes me feel sorry is that I have caused you trouble."

"Then there's no need to say 'sorry,' Josh." David smiled shortly, and took a deep breath of smoke, "Tell me about that girl, son, she must be charming, isn't she?"

"I can't describe how I feel." Josh looked up at the sky, the dark night sky was dotted with shining stars, but there were always a few that were particularly bright.

David looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I don't know, I used to hate her and did some bad things to her—" Josh mentioned the past, with a frustrated look on his face, "Then suddenly one day, I found out that she was my dream The girl in the movie, I tried to approach her and was, as expected, completely rejected."

He paused for a moment, as if stuck in some sort of predicament.

"You know, I've never been rejected by a girl, she was the first." Josh pursed his mouth.

"Maybe it will be the only one?" David said with a smile.

"Yes, maybe." Josh laughed at himself, "Because I can't forget her now. What's more, she is so good in her professional field, even better than I can imagine."

"Powerful and beautiful things are always so fascinating." David commented lightly, "The more unmoved she is, the more worried you are that you haven't given enough."

Josh couldn't help turning his face, showing an expression of listening carefully.

David couldn't help smiling, and continued: "The problem is, to catch such a woman, you can't be touched just by fighting for her. Most women want a sense of admiration and security, and the one you like One, the difficulty is higher."

He has fashionable short blond hair, and when he smiles, there are obvious wrinkles between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but it does not weaken his superiority in facial features, but adds a bit of maturity after years of precipitation, even though his lips and chin are still left. With a short gray beard, he is still charming.

In fact, David has always been amazingly charming, and he kills both men and women.

What made him feel funny was that one day he would actually teach his son how to pursue women by the side of the road?

Interesting.

Josh also thought it was quite interesting.

But he shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to pursue her now, at least not for a while. I want to do something meaningful rather than that-can you give me some advice, David ?”

"Well, since as 'David'"—not as a father.After adjusting his tone, David said more solemnly: "I formed my first band when I was 15 years old, but it took me many years before I really understood what I wanted to do."

"Your brother is better than me because he knew earlier that he was going to make a movie and has been preparing for it."

"And you, Josh?"

"From a young age you showed a physicality that was natural for the stage, but when you hit puberty, you told me you didn't want to sing or be 'Josh Bowie', you wanted to be a dancer."

"But Josh, there are many kinds of dancers."

"Do you want to be one of the four unnamed backup dancers at the concert, or the only King of Pop in the world?"

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