King of Hollywood

There was silence in the room, and after a long time, Patrick was sweating? Canny just bowed slightly and walked out in disillusionment with a pale face.

“Master.” Not a word from beginning to end, Britney sitting in the chair screamed softly, carefully reaching out and pulling La Adrian's corner with her fingertips.

Adrian stopped holding such a cold face and turned her head to give her a smile and gently squeezed it on her smooth face: “I let you be patient with people, you be patient with people, I let you go to college, you go to college, you're my little pet, Bubble, I won't let anyone hurt you outside the rules. ”

Britney bent her eyes and grabbed his big hand, leaning her face against the palm of her hand, watching her gently with a smile, like a puppy that needed to be caressed by her master.

“Okay, that's it for now, I'm leaving.” Adrian said she was leaving when she rubbed her pet's smooth hair.

Britney had a glimmer of disappointment in her eyes and hurriedly grabbed his hand and cried out, “Master. ”

“I really can't, Bob. I have a date tonight.” Adrian shook his head.

“Please, master, my master.” Britney just grabbed her and cried like she was being abandoned.

In front of her, Adrian sighed: "Okay, well...”

He lifted his hand and looked at the time: "... it's almost over, I'll wait outside for you. ”

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Clicking, the door of the RV was opened, accompanied by the incense wind, a tiny figure of orthopedic health fell into Adrian's arms and then kissed the rain point down: “I love you, master, I love you, I love you...”

“Ha, Boob, you're so passionate.” Adrian laughed, while the body shocked, and the extended RV began to drive slowly out of the parking lot.

'Cause I love you, master, and I love you so much, I'm your little pet forever. ”Britney's eyes glistened with excitement and rode to his thighs. A more proactive and enthusiastic kiss on his mouth and a desperate entanglement is enough for Adrian to do just that.

After exasperating his emotions, Britney straightened up with silver and reddish face, some shy and some daring to look at Adrian, suddenly jumped from him, by kneeling in front of him, very skillfully untied the belt on his waist and buried it at the end.

When Adriatic settled in, he took a breath of cool air, and the RV made its way out of the entrance. The cries of fans stopped on both sides, many of them shouting Britney's name.

“Boob. There's a fan outside calling you...” Feeling that flexible little tongue, Adrian breathes deeply, he said, he's not worried, the film is specially handled, it's attached to shoot with flash light doesn't necessarily capture the scene in the car, not to mention it's so far apart, he's just talking.

Britney laughed softly below and pressed the button on the door as she continued to pull down the window. Then he stretched his hand out of the gap and waved. Suddenly, the fans outside who had not left by this time burst into a fierce cheer, shouting Britney's name louder and louder, the little pet's body suddenly shivered slightly, apparently a little excited.

Adrian shook her head with laughter and was so proud that she enjoyed Britney's service that she took out the phone and dialed.

“Nada? I'm sorry, I can't stay with you tonight. Something happened.” After connecting, he spoke to the person on the other end of the phone and took a deep breath because of the sudden force below.

Natalie over there obviously knew what he was doing and breathed heavily for a moment, but finally said in a calm tone: "I know. ”

Adrian hung up on the phone satisfactorily, then knocked on the door between the RV and the driver's seat, let the driver drive around New York and started enjoying his Britney service with all his heart.

The next day, by 9 o'clock, MTV told us that two directors of the planning department and marketing department of the most important planning department would be fired, in addition to several people who were leaving to prepare clothes and supervise the ceremony, the guy who cut the laces directly would never be able to work in this business again, and the phone was Tom, CEO of MTV? Freston called himself.

In fact, he called last night, but when he was on the RV, Adrian and Natalie phoned and turned it off until they took Britney back to her luxury apartment in Manhattan. Then I waited for Freston to get in touch with him, how popular MTV is, and it's not enough to see AC media.

Of course, Adrian was not as polite to Freston as he was to Canny. After all, his identity was different, but it was definitely not as good. Freston heard it, so after learning more about the situation from him, he hung up without saying anything, and then called again, which was Leiceston.

“You really don't understand the old man, Ed. I'm almost ready for bed.” Ray Stone complained as soon as he spoke, even knowing Adrian was there to hear the band play.

“I'm sorry to impress you, Sam, but I'm just very dissatisfied.” Adrian laughed and said, “You know, I always follow the rules, if anyone else follows the rules. ”

He then repeated what he had said to Canny and Freston, adding: “Frankly, Sam, MTV should be adjusted, and the winter in the record industry is approaching, and the pattern is going to change dramatically, which is definitely not a critical shock, and I don't want to compromise our cooperation by then. ”

It's not a threat, it's just a reminder that needs to be exchanged accordingly, so Ray Stone didn't say much, just said, "You'll be satisfied, Ed. ”

So the next day, that was basically acceptable, and the only thing was that, because of the impact, the two heads of department had difficulty firing immediately —— of course, they didn't know —— so it took a little time. Adrian agreed.

He didn't really care about it, and the main reason for doing so was to tell some people that Britney was a woman he valued very much, and it didn't matter what the rules were, just like he, as a director, acquiesced journalists to write some gossip, if not a little more. Then I'm sorry.

Adrian's purpose had indeed been achieved. After all, MTV's brief dismissal of the two heads of department had been a great deal of news. Although both parties had been very low profile and the outside world did not know much about the situation, the whole thing was still circulating quickly inside the music world. What kind of charm does Britney have when some people are emotional enough to make one of the masters of the ac media so aggressive? Some people are jealous. How could that brainless woman attract Adrian? Some people suddenly realized, no wonder sweetie made so many miracles, and there was a legendary figure behind her.

Of course. Adrian never said anything about his relationship with Britney. So like a miracle girl, even if everyone knew what was going on, they couldn't say it clearly. But one thing is for sure, the miracle director does have a lot of ideas about music, and with his dedication, it's as easy to be a red singer as it is to be a red movie star, perhaps the legendary character can now replace the title of miracle director?

No more talk about the ensuing implications of this. Now that I'm in New York, my uncle's house is bound to visit, and so is being reprimanded for being incomplete. Well, that's a little exaggerated. It's just that my uncle's words are more rhythmic than usual, and for a reason, of course, it was the media coverage of Kate and Lily during that time.

Uncle and aunt both know them. Uncle loves little guys, even though he has very little words about Lily as an unmarried product. Lily likes Grandma and Grandpa as well. Now that Adrian is being stabbed out by the press, it seems that Adrian is not going to give Kate and Lily identity, and it is inevitable that his uncle will be unhappy.

After the reprimand, my uncle sighed and comforted Adrian. After all, he knew that he already had five daughters, and Dava and Juliet had come to New York to meet them as well, so my uncle was well aware that with Adrian's current situation, it was already the best way to change things easily.

“But you can't go on like this forever.” Uncle Anderson said this to Adrian very seriously.

“Yes, I know, I... didn't fail to acknowledge Lily's idea that she was my woman, all the way to the European style.” Adrian was going to say he wasn't going to get married, but he kept it up when he got to his mouth, so stop stirring up his uncle, even if Victor was getting married soon.

“Well, it's your business, young people's business, and I'll tell you at best what I think, how to do it or yours.” Uncle rarely exclaims “weakness”.

“Thank you for your understanding, uncle,” Adrian stood up smiling, "so I got to meet Los Angeles first, and I have some business to take care of. ”

“Wait,” my uncle suddenly called him, obviously flashing a glimmer in his eyes, "Me and your aunt are going on vacation to Canada tomorrow, if you need me there, and... it's better to stay in LA lately. ”

Adrian didn't understand why his uncle said this, but nodded politely and said he knew. But when he walked out of the apartment, he realized that he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Funny, isn't it? … He looked up and, despite being in Manhattan, couldn't see the two buildings in the reinforced jungle.

“Claude, it's me. What's up? No, no, no, I mean your family situation, don't tell my godfather to give up his persecution of you... by the way, I don't seem to have been at my godfather's house for a while... will you spend more time at home with them? It's a good thing I'm free to go with them.” Adrian was so close to calling Claude in the car and looking at the date on his hand.

Funny laughter emerges from the corner of the mouth, it seems that some things are still really possible...

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After the electronic alarm clock at the end of the bed was set to 7: 46, Adrian woke up, looking at the ceiling he was a little confused and seemed to wake up a little early today. But soon he reacted, barely holding up his body to look around, and Alexander's smooth back was leaning against himself, while Miranda snuggled in her arms, looking down, a pair of soft and slightly deformed.

After getting out of bed with light hands and feet. Adrian deliberately went to the bathroom in another room to wash the scarf, not his mansion in Beverly Hills, Alexander's house in Los Angeles, and Miranda lived with her - temporarily, with the end of the training, she had officially confirmed that she would be attending Victoria's secret show for the second half of the year, and that she would be able to buy the house herself in no time, but Adrian still wanted her to live here.

After Ed washes his clothes and goes back to his bedroom. Alexander's hair is fluffy and sleepy, and Miranda is still sleepy, and she generally consumes a lot of energy.

“Why are you up so early today?” Alexander grinned and hugged Adrian and kissed him.

“Wake up, naturally.” Adrian smiles back and kisses, "what's for breakfast? ”

“Milk, little bread, fried eggs, you fried them.” Alexander thought about it and said.

“Fine, but is the milk boxed or stick?” Adrian asked very seriously.

“Whatever. Just squeeze it out.” Alexander dressed up as a ghost and walked to the bathroom.

“That's right. Eller," Adrian suddenly called her again, "is there a computer in the study and connected to the Internet? ”

“Sure, why?” Alexander is confused.

“I have an important email to receive,” Adrian explained, "and if it's handled, you don't have to go to the office today. Stay here with the two of you. ”

“Really?” The woman blinked and the smile was charming, "so it was settled. ”

“Deal.” Adrian said proudly.

Came to the study, turned on the computer, connected the internet, and inspected the side. After watching the time again, Adrian went to the kitchen to get busy. The exact time should be between 8: 00 and 9: 00, and it's not too soon.

After breakfast, Miranda also got up, smelled lazy, wearing only shirts and leggings, and moisturized well, not a bit.

“Ed's eggs are delicious.” She smiled and tasted it.

“True, I don't know what kind of ingredients they're frying.” Alexander was so overtly looking between his legs, "he said, trying to squeeze some extra milk, which didn't look good either. ”

Miranda blushed, but giggled, and her smile was as charming as Alexander's.

“Don't worry, you'll get a chance, I promise.” Adrian, who stood by the table and drank coffee and read the paper, picked the eyebrows.

Then he noticed the time again and drank the coffee out of the restaurant and went upstairs to the study.

“Hasn't the mail arrived yet?” And after Miranda had simply packed up below, Alexander followed her to the study.

“Not yet.” Adrian replied plainly, but his eyebrows still inevitably slightly crept up. It's already 8: 50, so why hasn't the major websites heard from him? Or has time changed because of the butterfly effect?

At this point, when he refreshed a blog about the New York landscape, the long-awaited photograph finally appeared, blurred, but for safety's sake, a quick glance at the blog post suddenly led Adrian to pick up the phone and dial down.

“Eni? It's me. Call CNN right away. I found something big going on online in Manhattan, New York. The twin towers at the World Trade Center seem to have been attacked. Let CNN send a recent car!” Adrian flew to the living room and turned on the TV and adjusted to CNN channel.

Two minutes after finishing the conversation with Ivanka, a lengthy piece of CNN news about Texas was finally cut off: “Here's the emergency news. At about 8: 50 a.m. this morning, the North Tower of the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center is suspected to have been hit by missiles...”

Missile attack? Adrian couldn't help but jump through his head, but at this point, it doesn't matter. Adrian couldn't help but take a deep breath when one of the twin towers appeared in the picture with smoke. Finally.

“Jesus Christ, what happened?” Alexander came downstairs and shouted with Miranda out of the kitchen.

“I don't know, but something must have happened, and it's still a big deal.” Adrian shook his head and the phone rang.

“Ed, have you seen the news? The World Trade Center is under attack!” Claude's strange surprise came from the phone.

“Yes, I saw it, but I don't think it's a missile attack," Adrian Security has a calm tone, "online sources say it was a plane crashing into the North Building of the World Trade Center... damn it! Turn on the TV, another plane! South building!”

Alexander and Miranda, watching the TV nervously next to them, shouted along. CNN's television footage coincided with the two towers of the World Trade Center. It was very clear that a plane crashed into the North Building, and instantly caught fire, like the North Building, and the noise and siren sounded all over the scene.

“Shit!” Half an hour later, the phone came over with Claude's heavy voice, and he obviously had the TV on, "I hope... Uncle Anderson isn't somewhere, is he? ”

“No," Adrian had an elusive feeling, "he was supposed to be on vacation with Aunt Martha in Canada, and Victor had gone with his fiancée the day before, and they would be fine. ”

“That's good,” Claude sounded relieved, but then became hesitant, "Ed... do you feel...”

“Don't say so much now, Claude," Adrian interrupted his mind, "We have a lot to do today, let CNN follow up on the story, I think it could be a terrorist attack, definitely not only in the World Trade Building, but also elsewhere, the government should come up with a response immediately, and then consider the possible series of consequences if the World Trade Center collapses as a result...”