Not many people knew about Eric's bite, and after Amy Pascal and Tina Brown walked away, Eric was no longer so evasive, and asked the girl opposite with a smile, "What are you looking for her?"

The girl knelt opposite her, propped her two little arms on the table, pinched her little white teeth, and said, "Help you take revenge." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Eric reached out across the square table in front of him and touched the delicate face of the girl who was about to come over, and said, "Na, I'll help her intercede, don't bully her, okay?"

"Hmm," the girl said, shaking her head away from Eric's hand touching her face, dissatisfied, "Eric, I'm jealous." ”

Elizabeth also reacted at this time, and said quietly: "I'm also jealous." ”

Julia nodded in agreement, indicating that she was jealous too.

"Okay, don't do this," Eric pinched the girl's chin again before withdrawing his hand and said, "I'm under a lot of psychological pressure right now, and if you continue to press it, there may be problems." If I'm crazy, there's 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, looking eager to move in as soon as possible.

The girl suddenly quieted down, looked at Eric intently, and after a few seconds, suddenly ignored the cups and saucers on the table in the middle, and ignored the surprised eyes of the surrounding guests, leaned over and leaned over, lay on the square table and hugged Eric's shoulder and kissed him on the lips a few times, then retracted again, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll let her go." ”

It wasn't until the girl's figure walked away that Elizabeth reacted from her stunnedness, looked at the messy table in front of her, and looked at Eric for a few seconds, then reached over and pinched the man's waist, got up and said, "Let me out, I must stay away from this little madman in the future." ”

Eric smiled wryly and got out of the way, waiting for Elizabeth to pull Julia away before motioning for the waiter not far away to come and clean up.

Nicole flashed out of nowhere, with her best friend Naomi Watts with her.

Looking at the waiter who was cleaning up the mess, Nicole was very puzzled and said, "What happened?"

"Nothing," Eric shook his head, greeting Naomi Watts again, "Hello, Nami, what have you been up to lately?"

"Good evening, Mr. Williams," Naomi Watts said, looking at the situation curiously, as she responded to Eric's words, "I just got a role from Miramax that Nicole introduced me to." ”

Eric didn't have much interest in what role Naomi Watts got at this time, just nodded casually, waited for the waiter to clean up the long table in front of him, and then motioned for the two girls to sit down, asked the waiter for a glass of red wine again, and chatted with the two girls casually.

Moments later, a gray-haired man in his sixties walked over with several other people, introducing each other to Robert Rehm, the president of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, who had only been appointed last year.

The president of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences rotates and changes frequently, and the term of office is completely irregular, and Eric has little interest in getting to know these old men, who are at least sixty years old.

After a few pleasantries, Robert Rem wanted Eric to have a one-man chat with everyone, so he said goodbye to Nicole and his daughters, and followed a group of people to a conference room at the Hilton Hotel.

When I entered the conference room, I found that some other important Hollywood figures who were attending the "Vanity Fair" party tonight were also there.

There was no formal agenda, more like a mobilization meeting.

The Academy hopes that Hollywood will pay more attention to the artistry of studio-produced films, and not blindly overly commercialize, and hopes that this year's Oscars will not be the same as this year. Although the topic was a little boring, the old man was very able to chatter, and by the time everyone left the conference room, nearly an hour had passed.

Returning to the party hall again, Eric found that the girl, Elizabeth, and Nicole had all left, and sure enough, the three monks had no water to drink.

Although there were still some moments of the party, Eric was also in high spirits, and reluctantly socialized for a while, and left the party hall, intending to return to Sharp Corner Manor.

When I came to the lobby downstairs of the hotel, I found a pink figure standing at the door, holding a handbag.

Recognizing the figure, Eric greeted him, "Hi, Laura." ”

Laura Spencer heard the voice behind her, turned her head to look over, suppressed the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat, showed a smile, and said, "Mr. Williams, you, are you going back?"

After being sent to the media wall by Eric, the girl can always find Eric at the party tonight, but she doesn't have a chance to contact him again. If it was any other situation, she would definitely cherish this opportunity to make some connections, but tonight she was completely involved in a certain man, and she had no idea of communicating at all.

For just over an hour, Laura Spencer couldn't find Eric at the party again, thinking that he was gone, and she didn't have the heart to stay at the party, but she didn't expect Eric to suddenly appear behind her.

"yes," Eric said with a smile, "what about you?"

"All the cars from the hotel are out," Laura Spencer said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, but with a hint of anticipation, "I'll have to wait a while." ”

"Well, I'll send you back. ”

As the two spoke, Eric's bodyguards had driven his car outside the hotel. Laura Spencer hesitated a little and followed Eric into the car.

The door closed, the driver started the car and drove out of the Hilton Hotel, and Eric asked the girl next to him, "By the way, where do you stay?"

"Hollywood Royce Hotel. ”

"Hollywood, oh, that's going to take a U-turn," Eric said, casually saying to the front row, "Aaron?"

Eric didn't put down the compartment divider, and the driver in the front seat naturally heard the conversation between the two, nodded in the rearview mirror, and took the initiative to start turning the steering wheel.

Eric lives in Malibu and needs to go west, while Hollywood is east of the Hilton. Laura Spencer felt the car start to turn, and suddenly wanted to say that it was okay not to turn around, but she still couldn't put aside her reserve, and it would be embarrassing if she was rejected by the big boss.

Merely.

As a famous playboy, the big boss did not take the initiative, which made Laura Spencer even more disappointed.

And, along the way, Eric's mood was noticeably not as high as it was when he left the awards ceremony, and he was even a little silent.

Did you meet a fake Eric Williams?

More than ten minutes later, outside the Hollywood Royce Hotel, Laura Spencer looked at the black Maybach luxury car that had disappeared from the dust, and her heart was filled with a faint resentment.

I must have met a fake Eric Williams.

This guy.

Leaving the still bustling downtown of Los Angeles and returning to Sharp Corner Manor, it was close to 12 a.m.

As the car slowly drove into the manor gate, Eric asked, "What about her?"

"Miss Cath," said the driver in the front row, after a pause, "she refused to go to Mary's lodgings to rest, and seemed to have been sitting by the tennis court." ”

Eric remembered that no one else had access to the Shell Villa except for himself and the women close to him. In addition to the shell villas, there are several apartments on the estate for bodyguards and servants.

Seeing that the car was about to drive to the tennis court, Eric said, "I'll just get off here, you can go and rest." ”

The driver pulled the car to a stop, and Eric got out of the car and walked straight to the lighted manor tennis court, where he soon found a figure sitting a little lonely on a bench by the tennis court.

Carmen Kath seemed to be in a daze, completely oblivious to Eric's approach, and it wasn't until Eric sat down beside her that the girl reacted, jumped up like a bunny, and stood quietly next to Eric in a blink of an eye.

Patting his side, Eric said, "Come here." ”

After a moment's hesitation, Carmen Cayss sat down again, perhaps moving a little further away from a man.

Eric didn't care, leaning back with his hands on the back of his chair, looking up at the dark sky with a few stars in the middle of the night.

I don't know how long it took for Eric to smile a little self-deprecatingly and take the initiative to speak: "It feels so strange, I seem to have a little lover now, and I have to be worried about preventing my eldest wife from bullying you, why should I be so good to you?"

"I," Carmen Keith, biting her lip, said, "I'm not your lover. ”

"yes, I'm even more at a loss for that," Eric shook his head again, "I'm still interceding for you tonight so that they don't bully you, and you don't appreciate it at all." ”

"They," Carmen Kaiss, remembering Giselle, hesitated, and whispered, "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 wanted to say that it wasn't in the future, but remembering everything that had happened during this time, she couldn't say it anyway. After a few moments, she muttered quietly, "I, I want to thank you, and, I'm sorry for what happened that day." ”

Eric hummed and didn't speak again.

She sat next to her, and after a while, she took the initiative to say, "You, your arm, are you okay?"

"Now," Eric said, holding out his right hand, "see for yourself." ”

Seeing the man stretch out one arm, she subconsciously made a defensive move, but after a while, she gently put that arm on her knee, rolled up the sleeves of her suit and shirt, and uncovered the wound that was still wrapped in a layer of gauze.