King of Hollywood

“Frankly, I never thought I'd see your father in this situation.” Adrian said somewhat depressingly, looking out through the window at the street view.

“Under what circumstances would you like to meet my father? When Mary starts school, or graduates from college?” Jessica, sitting next to her, asked back, and Adrian jammed her shell.

“I knew it, Ed, you didn't even think about it.” Jessica complained and sighed, "If you could, you would certainly hope that my father would never find out... that his daughter had become the mother of the child. ”

“Well, I admit that I did ignore it," Adrian grabbed one of her hands and raised his other, "but I never thought I would never tell your father, and the sooner I told them, the better my chances of understanding would be. Well, what I'm trying to say is, Joshua said that leakage might be a good thing for us. ”

“Really?” Jessica blinked, “You're not angry with Joshua, are you? ”

“No, I promise.” Adrian said very seriously, then looked out at the street view, coughed up, and asked like nothing happened. "By the way, you said your dad almost went back to his room to get the gun after he knew you even had kids. Is that true? ”

Jessie Carton laughed, her eyes curved, like moon teeth, with a little pride, very cute.

“Don't worry, Ed,” she dragged, as if she'd caught him, “my dad's usually nice. Just be serious and remember not to actively divert your gaze when you look at him, otherwise you will think you are heartless. ”

Her mouth was wide open and even her white teeth were exposed. If it was normal, Adrian would have had to come over and tease her with her mouth, but now she just picks the eyebrows: "Okay. ”

Soon after, the car drove to its destination and spoke to the driver, bringing out a gift - a bottle of the expensive wine from Dickens - and Adrian came to the door with Jessica and rang the doorbell. Soon, the other side of the door sounded a footstep, followed Joshua in front of them, and made a clear relief move.

“Hi, Ed, welcome to our house.” Joshua greeted them with enthusiasm, then blinked at them and made a "careful” mouth.

“Hello, Joshua. It's good to see you.” Adrian nodded and went into the room with Jessica.

The living room wasn't big enough to see Jessica's mother Catherine hanging out with Mary on the couch? Alba, sitting on the chair next to them, looking at them with a smile, is Jessica's father Mark? Alba's up.

“Daddy.” Mary first found herself in mommy and daddy's body, screaming brittle and then dropped the toy in her hand. He ran up and shook his arm.

“Hey, Marie,” Adrian squatted down with a smile and held her up, biting her fleshy little face, a three-year-old dude pounding. It was the cutest time, “Did you have fun at Grandma and Grandpa's? ”

“Happy, Grandma tells stories and doesn't lose to Daddy at all, but Grandpa doesn't like to laugh.” The milky little guy looked over at the Alba couple.

Mark, who had already stood up, smiled before he changed, bandaged his face. Looking at Adrian with a very unfriendly eye seemed to hate him very much and did not cover it up at all. Catherine maintained a courteous smile, but her eyes were complicated, somewhat worried and helpless.

Adrian just wanted to talk, but cautiously leaned his head back and the little guy who wanted to sneak up suddenly blew up.

“Mary, what did I say? That's not a good habit.” Adrian stared at her daughter. Couldn't bite Mary, but she didn't crack at all, just giggled.

“Daddy's ears are so... delicious?” Adrian asked annoyingly that she liked to bite and bite on his face when she was a few months old, and now she's over three years old and she can't change it. It's depressing.

“Mm-hmm.” When Mary pulled herself up, it was like she had a hairline on her head. That naughty, cute look. A few people around her couldn't help laughing, except for Mark? Well, he kind of hooked up the corner of his mouth, but watching Adrian's eyes is still very disgusting.

“Jesse, are you sure Mary's hobby wasn't inherited from you?” Adrian looked at Jessica.

“Why not you?” Jessica asked with a smile, "We don't have that kind of hobby at home, but--”

She reached out and held her daughter out of his arms: "I always thought this was Mary in my wonder, and she knew her mother had been wronged, and she wanted justice for her mother. ”

Adrian rolls his eyes, smiles at Joshua, and then reaches out to Jessica's mother: "Hi Catherine, I'm sorry I came to see you today, please call me Adrian or Ed. ”

“Hello, Adrian.” Catherine still had a complex yet courteous smile and shook his hand.

“Hello Mark...” Adrian turned to Mark, who hummed, “I don't think our relationship has reached that point yet. ”

But then Catherine pushed her husband gently, and Mark held his hand reluctantly: “Whatever. ”

“Thank you." Adrian's security guard held his style until he let loose and breathed cool air. The other party used a lot of force on his hand, not to pinch him to wake up, but it didn't feel very good. Mark's individual is a little shorter than him, but because he served in the army, but he's big, and his skin is relatively dark, and he's quite oppressive standing in front of him, it doesn't seem that easy to eat this dinner today.

Though Mark? The attitude Alba showed made the atmosphere in the living room a bit stiff, but Catherine? Adjusted by Alba, it slowly became active again, in addition to Mark's continued unqualified display of aversion to Adrian. I basically didn't say anything unwelcome, so it was fairly friendly until dinner.

“Frankly, it's not easy because everyone knows that film colleges don't like unreal work. But it's not without a chance, and the cinema college has been constantly looking for new ones for two years, absorbing young people to make themselves look less old-fashioned, so I'm still a little confident.” Adrian explained his work to Catherine by taking advantage of Joshua's opportunity to bring the subject to the Oscars while she was at the table for a rather rich dinner.

Now that you have spoken to your father for the time being, do it from your mother's side. In fact, the fact that he kept his voice shut all night loving Catherine through words did have some effect, but it also led Catherine to always look at herself in the eyes of her son-in-law.

“Sounds great,” Katherine lifted the cup with a smile, "maybe we should toast to you and wish you a breaking record. ”

“Thank you." Adrian also raised the cup in his hand and naturally picked up the tissue from the side after a sip. Wiped the corner of Marie's mouth for sitting next to her.

“Watch your chin, and why didn't you eat any beans?” After wiping, Adrian tapped her plate gently again.

“I don't like it.” Marie pounded her mouth and shook her head delicately.

“That's not possible, I've already given you very little, not at all.” Adrian shook his fingers and looked like a good dad.

“But my sister said so. We're going to fight big bad dad.” Mary was still pouting, and that serious look made Joshua laugh.

“Well, Mary, in that case, either choose to fight to fail. Either the struggle fails and pays a price, at a great price.” Adrian “Threatened” said, the little guy blinking his eyes, finally reluctantly picking up the spoon and sending the beans from the plate to his mouth.

“That's the good girl.” Adrian praised him before turning his attention to the table and catching Catherine's less beautiful face.

It's not weird. Mary had said several times before how she was doing, and he and Jessica had only one child, so who would know? Even if Katherine was very fond of Adrian because of the style he showed, I'm afraid she wouldn't be too happy to face the situation, but it doesn't matter, it wouldn't be helpful to get Katherine on her own.

“Well, Adrian,” Mark said. He stared closely at Adrian, "What do you think as a Hollywood dude? ”

“It's true.” Adrian shrugged and didn't shrug away at all, "I was a dude. ”

“Even now.” Mark frowned.

“Yeah,” Adrian was still so cloudy, even if Jessica looked at him, "dating different women always inspired me and turned me into a piece. For example," Retain the Last Dance, "which started out as a normal dance story, I gave it to other writers after I had an idea, but with Jesse's constant contact, some of her feelings suddenly reminded me of the idea, and then there was the story that you saw in the theater. Until now, I loved Jesse's last dance, and it was brilliant. ”

After he finished, he smiled at Jessica's response, and Jessica lowered her head and slightly bent her mouth. She still seemed to miss the time.

Adrian was very sincere, and at least the facts seem to be true, but as parents, the Albans would never accept it. It's just as hard for them to argue, because no one fits the description better than him, and Hollywood claims that women are their inspirational directors, Roman? Rolanski, Warren? Beatty, Woody? Alan, wait, that's what we've all said, but in contrast to Adrian, that's when the little witch sees the big witch.

Not to mention the inspiration just now for Jessica, not to mention the women who made him red, and the ideas he was constantly offering to the whole group, five years after the Oscars were enough to get a lot of attention. Even here and kidnapping their daughter is the same thing. Faced with the powerful facts, it is not easy to talk for a moment. Should there be no loud noise? Don't forget, they “invited” him over.

So Mark asked another question calmly: "You're not going to get married. Right?"

“Previously, now, it's impossible.” Adrian is still very sincere.

That made the atmosphere in the room drop, Catherine didn't make any more noise, and Jessica got caught up in some thoughts, and Joshua turned her eyes and tried to say something, but never said anything. Dinner just left the curtain and Adrian stayed in the living room for a few minutes when the table was ready, so he and Mark went upstairs to the room for a conversation... between a man and a man.

“I don't like it, Mr. Corwell. I don't like it at all.” After entering the room, Mark? Alba was so polite that he even changed his name.

“I understand, Mark,” Adrian laughed unintentionally, "and I would be very angry if Mary grew up, mixed up with a playboy, and even had a baby at the age of 18. I can't wait to kill him. ”

One simple sentence blocks Mark's words back, and in any case, he “invited” him over, even if he had to. So even if he wanted to kill someone with a gun after he found out, it was time to calm down, and Adrian didn't have to be weak on Mark. He's not Jessica.

“I did a little research, Mr. Corwell, and I'm sure there are a lot of girls like Jesse who have been fooled by you.” After staring at him half a mile, Mark said again.

“I think you used the wrong word," Adrian shook his finger. “I've never been fooled by Jesse, she knows everything about me. ”

“Jesse is my daughter, I know her very well, she is not that light girl, and I have reason to believe that you have implied or threatened her that she had to be with you.” Mark said harshly.

“It did start out a little. I never denied that if Jesse were to leave, I wouldn't stop, I would send a blessing," Adrian, open your hands, "of course, Mary was my child, and I wouldn't give her to anyone. ”

“Finally admitted it?” Mark grinned and caught up. “It's not like I've never seen a young millionaire and a playboy like you, and once you see a girl, you're going to be poor, and when you're tired of it, throw it irresponsibly aside and don't look innocent in front of me, boy! ”

Adrian squinted his eyes, and he really didn't like Mark's attitude. What does he think he is? Criminals?

“I'm sure you should know, Mark, that it's legal between me and Jesse,” he said, eyebrowing and putting his index finger up in front of the other person, “you know, Jesse came and told me that there was actually a better solution when she was inadvertently pregnant: finding a hospital for an abortion. I believe in my ability to find a hospital and a doctor that can shut it down, and is only three weeks pregnant, no trouble, paying Jesse another nutritional bill, and never seeing each other again, you may never know what she's been through! ”

Mark's face went dark.

“But I didn't think about it,” Adrian said quickly, “not for a second, and it had nothing to do with whether Catholicism and fertilized eggs were alive, and I decided from the beginning what to do after the baby was born, anyway, that was my child in Jesse's belly, and I wouldn't let my child go out. You can accuse me of being a dude and an asshole, you can call me moral loser, but you can never call me irresponsible! Definitely not!”

Fast but powerful words kept Mark from speaking for a moment.

“With all due respect, Mark, maybe you care about Jesse, but to my mind, you've always been only half a qualified father.” Adrian is getting more and more polite, “yes, you educated her well, and frankly, Jesse, while enjoying playing, selling big in Hollywood is better than most girls at keeping their bottom, thanks to you and Catherine, but you know what she really wants. ”

“You said I didn't understand what my daughter wanted?” Mark's eyebrows wrinkled, but Adrian kept going, ignoring him at all: “I remember the first time I saw Jesse, she stood there, in the studio, in front of the camera, eager to show her charm, eager to be recognized. But at the same time, she's very scared. What if it screws up? What if everyone doesn't like it? She expressed so much hope that she was so scared, worried and insecure, and that contradiction attracted me, which was the reason for" Staying the Last Dance. "”

Speaking of which, he grew up: “Jesse told me about her childhood, her illness, her prolonged hospitalization, her constant relocation and her lack of friends, among other things, and at the same time, her parents overwhelmed her. I'm not trying to say it's a mistake, there's no doubt that children need discipline, but at the same time they can't feel trapped in a birdcage, staring at the clouds in the sky and not flying their wings. This is the problem of communication, Mark, where fathers are role models for children, who may be rebellious and disobedient as they grow up, but whose image remains in their hearts. So their willingness to communicate with you, their ability to talk to you, depends on the way they communicate. ”

Mark's color is variable.

“Perhaps you think that the joy I had with Mary today was for you to make a good impression,” Adrian still does, "but you're wrong, I've been communicating so much with Mary, I've been communicating so much with all my children, and I think I can still be a good father. ”