Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“Who exactly is that Asian? How can he know Steven and Rasfa?” James was still frustrated. He'd randomly p.i.s.sed off someone he shouldn't have.

 “I don't know. The first time we met, he came to my workplace to buy a car. The second time, he drove a Ford SUV. I thought he was normal.”

 Paris was filled with regret now. As for James, she disliked him more and more. In the future, she might be able to have another chance with Chen Zhao. She had his number, after all.

 Plus, she already got the gig as a double. She didn't need James anymore.

 James blamed Paris for not telling him clearly, while Paris was also disgusted by James.

 They both disliked each other, so they separated unhappily.

 Paris went to search by herself, looking around for a rich target. It was her first time to a wealthy man's manor but she had a good radar.

 She could tell what level the other was at a glance. Sub-directors like James weren't enough for her anymore.

 Most people in the manor were at his level too.

 She stood on the balcony and observed all the people. Most of those who matched her requirements, unfortunately, all had a female accompaniment.

 The women might not be the man's wife, but they looked at their men like declaring their territory. They'd glare ferociously at any woman who approached.

 Paris wouldn't have the chance to take them down even if she wanted to.

 She looked at the beach from afar and saw that Chen Zhao was lying on a recliner alone. Getting an idea, she got two gla.s.ses of red wine from a server and strolled over.

 “Have a drink?”

 “No, I have to drive later.” Chen Zhao glanced at Paris. He really wasn't interested.

 Paris clearly approached him with an ulterior motive. When she heard that he didn't have money the second time, she left with an ugly expression. Chen Zhao wasn't interested in women like that.

 She was pretty, but there were plenty of beauties in Hollywood. For example, Yafen or even Lucy were both as pretty as Paris.

 If Chen Zhao really had needs, he could go find them instead of Paris.

 “Chen, I'm truly sorry for what happened earlier.”

 “You already apologized. No need to come over and say it again.”

 “Chen, can't you help me?” Paris asked straightforwardly. “I'm new to Hollywood. I'll pay anything for this.”

 “Sorry, I can't help you.”

 “No, you can. You only need to say something to Steven. To you, it's just a sentence.”

 “We're not that close,” Chen Zhao refused her.

 If Steven needed a role in a movie and Chen Zhao happened to have a suitable friend, he didn't mind recommending them, such as Yafen or Vincent. However, he wouldn't use his connections to help someone who wasn't even his friend.

 His connections weren't that cheap.

 “Chen, I can do anything for you.”

 “An actress said the same thing to me last time. I have enough women. With your looks, it's actually not hard for you to survive in Hollywood, but you don't have to look for opportunities on me.”

 Chen Zhao was speaking the truth. Women like Paris might not become superstars, but she should have many chances for a handful of roles in a year.

 “Excuse me, that's my spot.”

 Just then, Paris heard a woman's voice behind her. She turned to see a woman in her thirties. She wasn't as pretty as Paris, but she had an undeniable aura.

 Paris was the hot-tempered type, so she wanted to shoot something back.

 “Don't p.i.s.s her off,” Chen Zhao warned. “She'll drown you in the sea.”

 Paris' expression faltered. Any woman who could get in here were all hard to deal with. Judging by her aura, this woman wasn't easy either.

 She forced a smile. “Sorry for disturbing you.” With that, Paris ran away.

 Zola sat down beside Chen Zhao. “Have a drink.”

 “I just rejected that woman with the excuse that I'm driving and now, you bring me another gla.s.s of wine.”

 “This is less than five kilometers from where you live. I'll just have someone drive you.”

 “Fine.” Chen Zhao accepted the gla.s.s.

 “I heard from Paul that you had a conflict with a woman. Was it her?”

 “Yeah,” Chen Zhao replied nonchalantly.

 “You can't keep doing this. You don't even fight back when you get mistreated.”

 “She's just an average woman. Am I supposed to ruin her life? She didn't really hurt me.”

 “You're too soft-hearted.” Zola shook her head. “Oh, what did you and Fali think of the fas.h.i.+on show last night?”

 “You want the truth?”

 “Okay, never mind. I bet you don't like it. I won't invite you anymore.”

 “This is the best news I've heard today.”

 Zola glared at him and sipped her wine. “But you have to lend me Princess.”

 “You still need her?”

 “You don't know how great her effect was.”

 “I'll agree if it's not every day.”

 “I only have one show per season. Your Princess can't do it every day even if she wants to.”

 Just then, Chen Zhao's phone rang. He checked and saw it was Gaia.

 Zola glanced at him. “What, you don't want to pick it up?”

 Chen Zhao's smile was a bit forced, but he still picked it up. “Hi, Gaia. What's up?”

 “Chen, tell me the truth. You really don't know where Morgery is?”

 “I don't know.”

 “Do you swear?”

 Chen Zhao hesitated and Gaia immediately said, “You really do know. Tell me where that coward is hiding.”

 “You're my friend and Morgery's my friend too.” Chen Zhao clearly couldn't tell Gaia where Morgery was.

 With their rivalry, Gaia would definitely cut him into pieces if she found Morgery.

 “Then keep protecting him. When I find him, no one will be able to stop me. Not even you.”

 Hearing Gaia's words, Chen Zhao really got a headache. “If you have some bad relations.h.i.+p, I suggest you beat him up—”

 “The f*ck you know?”