Not many people knew about Eric being bitten. After Amy Pascal and Tina Brown walked away, Eric stopped being so shy and asked the girl opposite with a smile: "What do you want her for?" ?”
The girl knelt and sat on the opposite side, with her two small arms propped on the table, she bared her small white teeth, and said, "Avenge you."
Eric stretched out his hand across the square table in front of him to touch the girl's delicate face, and said, "Hey, let me beg for her, please don't bully her, okay?"
"Well," the girl shook her head and shook off Eric's hand touching her face, dissatisfied: "Eric, I'm jealous."
Elizabeth also reacted at this time, and said quietly: "I'm jealous too."
Julia nodded approvingly and made two hums, indicating that she was also jealous.
"Okay, don't do this," Eric pinched the girl's chin again, then withdrew his hand, and said, "I'm under a lot of psychological pressure now, if you continue to press, there may be problems. If I go crazy If you don’t, there will be no one to feed you.”
When Elizabeth heard Eric say this, she immediately rolled her eyes and said, "If you are crazy, we will build you the most luxurious mental hospital in the world."
Julia nodded in agreement again, looking like she really wanted to move in as soon as possible.
But the girl suddenly became quiet, and looked at Eric intently. After a few seconds, she suddenly ignored the cups and saucers on the table in the middle, and ignored the surprised eyes of the surrounding guests, and leaned over to get together. Come over, lie on the square table and put your arms around Eric's shoulders and kiss him on the lips a few times, then shrink back with a clatter, stand firm and say, "Okay, I'll let her go."
It wasn't until the figure of the girl walked away that Elizabeth came back from the stunned state. She looked at the messy desktop in front of her, and also looked at Eric for a few seconds, then reached out and pinched the man's waist, stood up and said, "Let me Get out, I must stay away from this little lunatic in the future."
Eric smiled wryly and got up to get out of the way. After Elizabeth pulled Julia away, he signaled to the waiter not far away to come and clean up.
Nicole flashed out of nowhere, accompanied by her best friend Naomi Watts.
Looking at the waiter who was cleaning up the mess, Nicole was very puzzled and asked, "What happened?"
"Nothing," Eric shook his head, and then greeted Naomi Watts: "Hello, Nami, what have you been up to?"
"Good evening, Mr. Williams," Naomi Watts looked at the situation in front of her curiously, while responding to Eric's words, and said, "I just got a role from Miramax, Nicole introduced me."
Eric was not interested in what role Naomi Watts got at this time, he just nodded casually, and waited for the waiter to clear up the long table in front of him before motioning for the two women to sit down and ask the waiter again After drinking a glass of red wine, he casually chatted with the two girls.
After a while, a grey-haired old man in his sixties came over with several others. After introducing each other, Eric knew that the other party was Robert Rehm, the chairman of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences who just took office last year.
The chairman of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences adopts a rotation system and changes frequently. The term of office is completely irregular. Eric has no interest in getting to know these old men who are at least sixty years old.
After a few pleasantries, Robert Rem hoped that Eric could chat with everyone alone, so he said goodbye to Nicole and his daughter, and followed a group of people to a conference room in the Hilton Hotel.
After entering the meeting room, I found that some other important Hollywood figures who attended the "Vanity Fair" party tonight were also present.
There is no formal agenda, more like a mobilization meeting.
The academy hopes that Hollywood can pay more attention to the artistry of the films produced by the studio, and not blindly over-commercialize, and expects that next year's Oscars will not happen again this year. Although the topic was a little tasteless, the old man was very good at chattering. By the time everyone left the meeting room, nearly an hour had passed.
Returning to the party hall again, Eric found that the girl, Elizabeth and Nicole had all left, and he answered the sentence that the three monks had no water to drink.
Although there was still some time left in the party, Eric was also in a slump, reluctantly socialized for a while, and left the party hall, intending to return to the Angle Manor.
When I came to the downstairs lobby of the hotel, I found a pink slim figure standing at the gate with a handbag in his hand.
Recognizing this figure, Eric said hello: "Hi, Laura."
When Laura Spencer heard the voice behind her, she turned her head and looked over. Suppressing her sudden heartbeat, she smiled and said, "Mr. Williams, are you going back?"
After being sent to the media wall by Eric, although the girl can always find Eric at the party tonight, she has no chance to contact him again. If it were other circumstances, she would definitely cherish this opportunity to make some connections, but tonight she was completely preoccupied by a certain man, and had no intention of socializing at all.
For just over an hour, Laura Spencer couldn't find Eric at the party, thinking that he left, and she had no intention of staying at the party anymore. Unexpectedly, Eric Rick would suddenly appear behind her.
"Yeah," Eric said with a smile, "What about you?"
"All the cars from the hotel have been dispatched," Laura Spencer said with a bit of embarrassment, but also with some faint expectation, "I have to wait a while."
"Well, then I'll take you back."
While the two were talking, Eric's bodyguard had already driven his car outside the hotel. Laura Spencer hesitated for a moment, and then got into the car with Eric.
After the car door was closed, the driver started the car and drove out of the Hilton Hotel, Eric asked the girl beside him, "By the way, where do you live?"
"Hollywood Royce Hotel."
"Hollywood, oh, you need to turn around," Eric said, and casually asked the front row: "Aaron?"
Eric didn't put down the compartment partition, and the driver in the front row naturally heard the conversation between the two, nodded at the rearview mirror, and started to turn the steering wheel on his own initiative.
Eric lives in Malibu and needs to be west, but Hollywood is east of the Hilton. Laura Spencer felt the car start to turn, and she suddenly wanted to say that she didn't have to turn around, but she still couldn't let go of her inner reserve, and it would be too embarrassing if she was rejected by the big boss.
only.
As a famous playboy, the big boss didn't take the initiative, which made Laura Spencer even more disappointed.
Moreover, along the way, Eric's mood was obviously not as high as when he left the awards ceremony, and he was even a little silent.
Did I meet a fake Eric Williams
More than ten minutes later, outside the Royce Hotel in Hollywood, Laura Spencer looked at the black Maybach luxury car driving away, with a faint resentment in her heart.
I must have encountered a fake Eric Williams.
This guy.
Leaving the still hustle and bustle of downtown Los Angeles and returning to Pointe Manor, the time was already approaching midnight.
The car slowly drove into the gate of the manor, and Eric asked, "What about her?"
"Miss Kath," the driver in the front row paused, and said, "She refuses to go to Mary and the others' place to rest, and seems to be sitting by the tennis court all the time."
It was only then that Eric remembered that, except for himself and the women close to him, no one else had permission to enter the Shell Villa. In addition to the Shell Villa, there are several apartments in the manor for bodyguards and servants.
Seeing that the car was about to drive to the tennis court, Eric said: "I can just get off here, you go and rest."
The driver stopped the car, Eric got out of the car, and walked straight to the manor tennis court with a light on, and soon found a somewhat lonely figure sitting on a bench beside the tennis court.
Carmen Kess seemed to be in a daze and didn't notice Eric approaching at all. It wasn't until Eric sat down next to her that the girl realized that she jumped up like a bunny and stood beside Eric quietly in a blink of an eye. .
Patting beside him, Eric said, "Come here."
After hesitating for a while, Carmen Kath sat down again in the position just now, perhaps, moved a little away from a certain man.
Eric didn't care either. He put his hands on the back of the chair, leaned back, and looked up at the dark sky with a few stars in the middle of the night.
I don't know how long it took before Eric smiled self-deprecatingly and took the initiative to say: "It feels so strange, I seem to have a little lover now, and I have to worry about preventing the big wife from bullying you, why should I?" Treat you so well?"
"I," Carmen Kath bit her lips, and said, "I'm not your lover."
"Yeah, it's even worse for me," Eric shook his head again: "I pleaded for you tonight, so that they don't bully you, and you don't appreciate it at all."
"They," Carmen Keith thought of Giselle, hesitated, and said in a low voice, "They are not good women."
"Is a woman who bites her own man a good woman?"
"I'm not your woman."
Eric nodded: "Oh, yes, it wasn't before."
Carmen Kath really wanted to say that it would not be in the future, but, thinking of everything that happened during this period, she couldn't say this sentence anyway. After a while, she murmured softly: "I, I want to thank you, and I'm sorry for what happened that day."
Eric hummed, but didn't speak again.
She sat beside her, and after a while, she took the initiative to ask: "You, your arm, is it alright?"
"Hey," Eric stretched out his right hand and said, "Look for yourself."
Seeing the man stretching out an arm, she subconsciously made defensive movements, but after a while, she gently put that arm on her knee, rolled up the sleeves of her suit and shirt, and took out the still wrapped one. Layer the wound with gauze.