America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

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Disney Studio, across from the soundstage where the "Escape from Tehran" crew was located.

Martin stood in front of the slightly shabby window and glanced at his watch.

The door to the room opened from the outside, and Nicholson, Leonardo, and Lorraine entered together.

Nicholson asked in a hurry, "Where's the action? Where is it? Is the show about to start?"

Martin looked outside the window and said, "Just wait a bit longer."

"You jerk, lacking in loyalty, you got good action yet didn't inform me!" Leonardo accused, "If Jack hadn't called me, I would have had no clue about this."

Martin defended, "Since you have been away from Los Angeles recently, I thought you were still out of town."

He turned the tables, "You came back without letting me know either!"

Lorraine had long since shifted from part-time actor to part-time paparazzo, asking, "What good action? Got any valuable news to shoot?"

Leonardo said, "You're short on money again?"

Lorraine replied, "My spending cash for the month is running out."

Martin pointed to the area under the opposite sun umbrella: "Aim the camera over there and there should be a good show."

Lorraine hurriedly took off her backpack and skillfully adjusted her camera and lenses.

Thinking of the actress who had once asked him for fireworks, Nicholson asked, "Silsa Ronan and Emma Watson?"

Martin simply said, "Remember the Twitter video I had you guys help retweet a few days ago? Emma Watson probably saw it too and wants to set a trap for me."

He briefly explained the recent events.

Leonardo patted his shoulder and said, "You have a good chance of becoming the next Harvey."

"To avoid becoming a scumbag who doesn't acknowledge past actions after pulling up his pants, I must preemptively eliminate temptation," Martin declared with righteousness, "I will not fall into being a Harvey."

Lorraine, who had been frequently interacting with Silsa lately, asked, "So, you had Emma Watson's arch-rival take action?"

Martin replied, "A student needs to take on their teacher's worries. How could I cruelly reject a student's kindness?"

All three other people in the room gave Martin the middle finger at the same time.

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Silsa Ronan had only filmed two scenes in the morning before exiting the set to the leading actress's dressing room.

She opened her locker, took out her backpack, and unzipped it for a quick glance.

A faint sweet scent wafted from inside the bag.

It was a tool Old Cloth had helped her craft.

Silsa knew how to make handcrafted chocolates and had even personally made some recently.

A few days ago, she had resolved to teach Emma Watson a lesson.

That shameless bitch dared to try to steal her teacher!

Silsa slung her backpack over her shoulder, left the soundstage, and walked forward.

It was working hours, and the studio area demanded quiet for filming, hardly allowing any vehicles; thus, the roads were deserted.

Having observed carefully before, Silsa arrived near the soundstage of the "Escape from Tehran" crew and scanned the area for a while without spotting a soul.

She briskly made her way under the sun umbrella, quickly dismantled the chair's cushion, and replaced it with the identical one from her backpack.

To ensure a quick replacement, Silsa had specially asked Bruce to procure several chairs and practiced many times over the past few days.

Her hands moved with practiced ease, and she swiftly completed the swap.

Silsa had been quietly observing Emma Watson all along.

This shameless bitch, in her attempt to snatch her teacher, would always come here every day at noon, sit in this very chair, and wait for Martin to emerge from the soundstage.

It was the same every day of late.

Upstairs in the opposite building, Martin picked up the lens cap and covered Lorraine's camera lens.

Lorraine looked at Martin with surprise.

Martin shook his head, "Take the pictures later."

Lorraine nodded and gave up the idea of starting to shoot right away.

Downstairs, Silsa quickly packed up like she had previously observed Emma Watson, and sneaked into the building opposite, leaning against the wall near the window on the first floor, waiting for people to pass by.

She had prepared for several days, even sought advice from Bruce, and that morning she had paid extra attention to Emma Watson's daily attire and learned that Emma Watson wasn't scheduled to film that afternoon.

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With her morning scenes wrapped up for "Noah's Ark", Emma Watson had already removed her makeup and changed clothes.

She didn't need to come to the set that afternoon as there were no scenes for her.

With a light makeup applied, Emma Watson asked Alanna, "Is everything ready?"

"All packed," Alanna brought over a bag and demonstrated how to operate it, "Press here to open it. The battery is fully charged and we've added an extra battery pack, so a few hours of shooting won't be a problem."

Emma Watson tried it out, then transferred items from her purse into this new handbag.

As she packed, she said, "I had my agent look into it, there's news from Disney Studios. Ellen Horn discussed a new musical project with Martin."

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Alanna cheered her on, "Emma, you're the best, you'll definitely get Martin Davis!"
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Emma Watson glanced at the time, picked up her handbag, and walked out, "As long as I've got him by the balls, he has to agree."

The two left the studio through the side door, and just like before, Emma sent Alanna away and headed alone towards the "Escape from Tehran" crew area.

All the other film crews had not yet finished for the morning, and the road was deserted.

Emma quickly arrived at her destination, saw that the doors to the studio were closed, and walked towards the umbrellas, adjusting the beige suit she wore today.

The light-colored pants and jacket highlighted her fair skin and red lips.

Emma reached her usual spot and smelled a slightly sweet odor, as if someone had just eaten chocolate there, and it was the kind she liked.

She sniffed, placed her handbag on the round table, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

As her bottom touched the cushion, Emma heard a strange noise, a loud pop that clearly came from beneath her.

Before she could stand up, she felt a cool, sticky mess on her buttocks, something had adhered to them.

Emma sprung up as if she had springs in her butt, and as she turned to look at the chair, one hand instinctively reached to touch her backside.

The cushion had burst open, and a brownish-yellow, paste-like substance flowed out.

"Fuck!" Emma cursed, feeling the sticky mess with her hand, then bringing it back to see, noticing the sweet scent of chocolate sauce.

She held her brownish-yellow stained hand to her nose and sniffed carefully, indeed it smelled like the chocolate sauce.

The scent was almost identical to Emma Watson's favorite chocolate sauce, tempting her with the urge to give it a taste with her tongue.

Just as her hand nearly reached her mouth, Emma Watson stopped herself abruptly, cursing as she pulled out her phone to call Alanna, urging her to come quickly.

"Fuck! Fuck..." The swear words never stopped as she felt the sticky mess on her butt, and her face showed complete agitation.

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From the window of the small building, Lorraine had controlled her camera to capture the moment Emma jumped up.

On Emma Watson's beige pants, there was a patch of brownish-yellow, in a particular spot and color that would lead to certain associations.

Lorraine took full shots of Emma Watson, close-ups of her butt, and pictures of the substance dripping down the pant legs to the ground.

"Jackpot, I've hit the jackpot!" she muttered to herself, "A few years ago, the photos and video of Emma Watson wetting her pants at Pinewood Studios UK supposedly sold for tens of thousands of pounds; this time it's my turn to strike it rich!"

She muttered under her breath, but it didn't affect Lorraine's rapid shutter presses as she took pictures of Emma Watson.

Especially seeing Emma Watson sniffing her brownish-yellow stained hand and almost letting her tongue out to lick it, Lorraine was so excited she was nearly going mad.

Explosive news!

Martin, Leonardo, and Nicholson, as onlookers, weren't idle either; they each took out their phones to record videos of Emma Watson.

Lorraine adjusted the camera lens, capturing Emma Watson's butt and also focusing on her contorted face.

Her cursing figure clearly indicated something bad had happened to her.

Nicholson asked Martin, "Was this asshole move your idea?"

"No," Martin said, "Silsa thought of it."

Nicholson, visibly enjoying the show, gave a thumbs-up, "You've got a good student!"

Leonardo, however, kept shaking his head and said, "There seems to be a problem with Disney Studio, why does it always get associated with these things?"

Earlier this year, they had encountered Amber Heard here.

Lorraine added, "That was all your doing."

Leonardo and Nicholson both turned to look at Martin, making it clear that this was Martin's doing and they had nothing to do with it.

Martin saw a woman running over and said, "Be careful, don't let anyone notice."

Leonardo and Nicholson both pulled their heads back, properly playing the role of spectators.

Lorraine's camera never stopped shooting.

Downstairs, Silsa Ronan held her phone in one hand, recording, and covered her mouth with the other to keep from bursting into laughter from excitement.

The last time, Emma Watson took her photo with Martin, intending to cause trouble.

This time, Silsa was determined to get back at her!

The video and photos she was shooting would later be sold to the tabloids, and all of Hollywood would explode; Emma Watson might even make the headlines!

Speaking to herself, Silsa said, "Bitch, last time you wet your pants, and this time..."

She quickly clamped her mouth shut, almost unable to hold back her laughter.

In the shade of the umbrella, an almost frenzied Emma Watson took off her beige jacket.

At this moment, she realized that light-colored pants stained with this substance, especially on the buttocks, were too easily misunderstood.

Before Emma could wrap the jacket around herself, Alanna hurried over, and seeing the dirty smear on Emma's butt, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my God!"

Being a competent assistant, Alanna quickly removed her dark jacket and ran over to Emma, "What happened? Stomach upset? Why did you suddenly go?"

"It's not! Damn it, this isn't it!" Emma defended herself, "This is chocolate sauce, someone set me up, I..."

Seeing people in the distance, Alanna hurriedly wrapped the jacket around Emma, saying, "Let's leave here first; being seen like this is too easily misconstrued!"