Taking advantage of the pause between the two, Catherine Zeta-Jones said at the right time: "Are you talking about the 'Mr. and Mrs. Smith' again?"

Eric looked at the woman and replied, "yes, Katherine, are you interested in this movie too?"

"Of course," said Catherine Zeta-Jones, "this is a film you wrote yourself, and I saw most of your films when I was in England, and my favourite was 'Island Cry', with its unbelievable setting and final counter-transfer." ”

"Thank you for your appreciation, Catherine, a pretty lady like you must be an actress too, right?"

Catherine nodded, "I'm going to play a role in the ABC TV series 'Young Indiana Jones' recently. ”

"It's just a TV series, I think you're better suited to a movie, oh, of course, I don't have to worry about it," Eric said with a smile, raising his glass to Peters and leaving.

"Let's go, my dear," Jr. Peters said, wrapping his arms around the waist of the woman beside him.

Catherine Zeta-Jones thought about what Eric had just said, and followed Jon Peters to the corner of the party.

"Baby, I want to tell you something," said Jr. Peters, who sat down on a couch with the girl, took the other's tender little hand.

Catherine Zeta-Jones gave a listening look, but felt a bad feeling in her heart.

"Well, I've recently divorced her, so I thought. Peterston paused. Quickly made up his mind and continued, "I mean. Honey, will you marry me?"

Although Zeta Jones was prepared, she was still a little confused when she heard this, and the reason why she agreed to date the Hollywood producer was entirely for the sake of the other party's power in Hollywood. Not to mention that the man next to him is more than 20 years older than himself, and Strong. Peters is still very manic and arrogant. The relationship between the two is basically the result of Zeta-Jones's hypocrisy.

Therefore, Zeta Jones never had the idea of marrying each other, she planned to date each other for a few years, establish herself in Hollywood, and then break up with each other logically, but she did not expect that Peters would suddenly propose to her.

Moreover, Zeta-Jones remembers that Peters said that he wanted his wife to be a full-time housewife after marriage, which she absolutely could not bear, and she was in her early twenties. In any case, it is impossible to agree to marry a man who is more than twenty years older than himself and be a full-time housewife.

"Catherine, are you listening to me?" Jr. Peters saw the obvious shock and hesitation on Zeta-Jones' face. Some raised their voices slightly in displeasure.

"Sorry, strong, I just, I never thought about it," Zeta-Jones shook her head gently in a panic, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"

"Marry me, I'll let you live a rich and decent life, you won't even have to show up to act, I can support you," Peters' tone was full of confidence or self-righteousness.

Zeta-Jones dodged Jan Peters' gaze, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Eric's figure not far away, and immediately understood in his heart that it must have been that man who had just intentionally or unintentionally stimulated Jan Peters to make this guy propose at the party.

The girl in a dilemma scolded the bastard with hatred in her heart, facing the aggressive gaze of Peters, but she didn't know what to do.

She knew that as long as she opened her mouth to refuse, it was extremely likely that the man in front of her would immediately turn his face, and if she agreed, it would be even more impossible.

Although Strong.Peters has all kinds of character flaws, and his talents are very mediocre, he is not a fool, looking at Zeta-Jones's hesitant look, he gradually understood something, and his face became gloomy: "I think, you should not play "Young Indiana Jones", I will ask Michael to find another actress for the role of Maya." ”

Zeta-Jones said uneasily, "Strong, I didn't mean that, I ......"

"Needless to say," Jan Peters stood up and looked coldly at the woman on the couch, "Ms. Zeta-Jones, I hate people playing me the most, do you think you can use me as a stepping stone to climb up in Hollywood, and kick me away afterwards, do you think there is such a good thing in the world?"

Zeta-Jones wanted to refute and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, the man in front of her had fallen into a paranoid thought, and she knew that it was useless for her to say anything more.

Peters put aside the goblet still in his hand, straightened his sleeves, and looked at the woman sitting on the sofa with pity: "Hollywood is not something that can stand out with a beautiful face, so I think you should pack your heart tomorrow and return to England." ”

Zeta-Jones was a little desperate in her heart, Strong.Peters said this, which means that she has completely turned her face, and even if she continues to stay in Hollywood to develop, she will be blocked by Strong.Peters, the other party is the president of the seven major film companies, and it is too easy to stop her from being an actress born in a low-income British family.

It was a celebration party for Tornado, and Peters couldn't have gone too far, but after saying that, he wasn't in the mood to stay at the reception any longer, and after greeting his acquaintances, he turned around and left the banquet hall.

……

"I see you've been smiling ill-intentionedly, are you planning to do something bad again?" asked Joanna, looking at the man's expression, as she handed the plate to Eric, looking at the man's expression.

Eric exaggeratedly said: "How is it possible, I am a simple and kind person, and I will only do good deeds. ”

Joanna listened to Eric's nonsense, but she was sure that he must have done something bad.

"What are you talking about?" Virginia leaned over at this time, gently pulled up the hem of her evening dress, and sat down beside Eric.

Joanna pointed at Eric, "He's just done something bad." ”

Virginia raised an eyebrow, looked at Joanna, and then at Eric. Only then did he look 'surprised' and said, "So fast." I've only been away for more than ten minutes?"

Joanna was stunned. His face was slightly red, and he reached over and pinched Virginia: "Let you talk nonsense!"

Virginia dodged with a grin, and waited for Joanna to let her go before asking, "Eric, what the hell is going on?"

"It's nothing, I just said a few more words," Eric looked up at the banquet hall, but didn't see Zeta-Jones. Remembering the situation when Qiang Peters said goodbye to him alone, he shrugged his shoulders, Qiang Peters is not only not very smart, but also has a tendon, he just sat a little stimulated, but he didn't expect the other party to react so quickly.

Seeing that Eric didn't want to say more, and the two girls didn't ask any further, Virginia stood up and stretched out her hand to Joanna and said, "Let's not be here with this bad guy, let's dance." ”

Eric watched Joanna get up indifferently and smiled, "You two are such good sisters to go dancing together." They will only envy me. ”

The celebratory reception was attended by people from Hollywood circles, although everyone didn't say it. But they all know the relationship between Eric and Joanna and Virginia, and the two women have always been very close throughout the reception, which has long aroused the envy of many people for Eric to enjoy the blessings of all people.

Virginia gave Eric a blank look: "Play a little longer, wait for Joan and I to go back to Beverly Hills, go wherever you like tonight, don't bother us." ”

After saying that, without waiting for Eric to answer, the two girls left Eric and walked towards the dance floor with a faint laugh.

……

"Mr. Schultz, thank you for coming here in person today," Eric said goodbye to the last wave of guests at the door of the living room, and looked at the waiters who had already begun to clean up the hall, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to go home, one of the waiters at the hotel approached: "Mr. Williams, I think you'd better take a look." ”

Eric followed the waiter to the corner of the banquet hall, and saw a drunken black-haired beauty lying on her side on the couch, her dress a little disheveled, and the smell of wine and perfume mixed with her body, with a strange charm.

Eric sighed a little embarrassed, and was about to instruct the waiter next to him to arrange a room for Catherine Zeta-Jones, but saw the waiter next to him staring at the beauty on the sofa, swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, and made a clear swallowing sound. This made Eric dispel this idea, if he had just been dumped by someone else, it would be too miserable to meet a lustful waiter.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it," Eric waved his hand at the waiter, beckoned the hotel manager to give him some advice, then came over and hugged the girl on the sofa, and left the banquet hall, where the waiter who was in charge of operating the elevator for Eric stood without squinting his eyes, although he was very curious.

The driver and bodyguard, who were already waiting in the car, saw Eric appear, still holding a woman in his arms, and did not feel surprised, and respectfully helped Eric open the car door.

Catherine Zeta-Jones actually drank a lot of alcohol, but unfortunately she was dumped on the spot at the party, and she inevitably felt a sense of self-pity and self-pity, so she inevitably drank more and fell drunk on the sofa unconsciously.

However, when she realized that she was being picked up by the man, Catherine Zeta-Jones had almost woken up, although her mind was still dizzy, but she had also realized what was happening, and felt that she was being held in the crook of the man's strong arm, and Zeta-Jones felt a strange sense of security inexplicably.

Although she likes to cling to the Hollywood elites, she is not so cheap that she will let someone take her home, originally she planned to wake up, and then go back to her residence, but the sense of security in the man's arms made her change her original mind, and decided not to wake up again, so after relaxing, she quickly fell asleep on the saddle, and she didn't even feel that she fell on the man's knee.

I don't know how long it took, the car stopped, she was carried out of the car, the cool air of the night made her sober again, although the initial impulse had dissipated, she also realized that it was the hateful man who was holding her, who had ruined her relationship with Peters with some untraceable words, and she should hate him.

After hesitating like this, she felt the air around her warm up again, and soon she was placed on a large bed.

It's your last chance!

Although she has not been in Hollywood for a long time, she is still very familiar with Eric Williams, how could such a flowery person let herself go.

What to do now, pretend to have just woken up......

What if he forcibly did something?

Or, what if he lets himself go without doing anything?

The woman's heart was entangled for a few seconds, and before she could make up her mind, she felt a thin layer of cover over her, and then there was a slight sound of the door closing.

She could finally open her eyes with peace of mind, the room was pitch black, unfamiliar, but Catherine Zeta-Jones did not feel any fear, and waited silently for a while, to make sure that he had really left and would not return, and the girl unconsciously closed her eyes again, indulging in a boundless black dream.

Maybe it was because of the unfamiliar environment, or some other reason, although her mind was still a little foggy after a night's rest, she still woke up early.

This is a south-facing bedroom on the second floor of the villa, perhaps because of some negligence, the curtains were not closed, she could see the dark red morning sun outside the window, wrapped in the quilt and barefoot on the bed, she walked to the bed, into the eyes is the endless deep sea, because the time is a little early, the color of the sea surface is a dark black, and with the breeze on the paved with a layer of faint orange-red scales, it looks very spectacular.

However, she was not in the mood to watch this, put the quilt back on the big bed, pulled on the shoulder straps of the dress that had slipped on her arms, she walked around the room, but still walked into the bathroom first, took a hurried shower, threw the wine-stained dress aside, found a pink bath towel to put on, and at the same time couldn't help but have another thought in her heart, the bath towel in this man's room turned out to be pink......

Thinking so, she looked around, opened a pocket locker next to the bathroom door, and sure enough, there were brand new toiletries in it, took a toothbrush, brushed her teeth carefully, and slowly washed her face, and she finally walked out of the room.

She had seen the famous 'Free City' in magazines for a long time, but she had not yet imagined that she would one day be able to walk out of a room in this dream villa, and looking at the circular corridor on the second floor, she even had an inexplicable sense of unreality in her heart. (To be continued......)