America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 550 - 543: The Illegitimate Child

In Beverly Hills, on the small plaza in front of the Hilton Hotel, hundreds of environmental activists and members of the Cola Cult had gathered, with the media section packed with reporters.

The charity event held by Leonardo’s environmental organization, "Earth Alliance," had attracted the attention of various media outlets due to the participation of celebrities like Martin, Nicholson, and Kate Winslet.

The fanaticism of the environmental organization was even more intense than that of movie fans.

Not far from here, in a hotel lounge, three scoundrels who had changed into their clothes met up.

Martin seriously took the briefcase from Bruce.

Curious Nicholson, who came to join in the fun, asked, "What happened? Did your girlfriend break up with you?"

"Absolutely not," Leonardo walked over and said, "When girlfriends break up with Martin, he’s happier than anyone else."

Martin looked grief-stricken, "I’ve lost."

Nicholson didn’t quite understand, "Lost what?"

Martin didn’t explain, but he opened his bag, took out money, and handed two stacks of cash to Leonardo and Nicholson, "I’m a good man, I honor my bets."

Leonardo took the money, trying to recall his bet with Martin.

Nicholson remembered, counted the money, and said, "Did you really get it on with Harvey Weinstein’s wife?"

Martin felt helpless, "I was forced, they were too many, five against one, I resisted, but it was useless." He recalled the moment, it was truly a sorry sight, "I didn’t want to lose the bet, but what could I do?"

Leonardo wanted to punch this despicable person in the face—a person who could say such shameless words without shame.

He slapped the bills in his hand, exposing Martin’s true nature, "You never initiate, you never promise, you never refuse, and damn it, you specifically target other people’s wives or fiancées. I’ve seen your true face now. You love hooking up with other men’s wives; if Jack and I had wives, we definitely wouldn’t be friends with you!"

Nicholson put away the money, asking, "I know that Harvey Weinstein specializes in messing with other men’s women, but how did you manage to get his wife?"

"I was completely passive, okay?" Martin really felt innocent, "AA, KK, and the old fox, they put together a Fashion Supermodel Group, sort of a sorority-like mutual aid organization. The only test to join is to bed me; only if they get me can they join the Fashion Supermodel Group."

Leonardo couldn’t accept it, "What the hell? Why choose you, this rotten person? Why not me?"

Martin immediately retorted, "They didn’t choose you, out of kindness, not wanting to embarrass you. Some things are better understood privately; saying them out loud would leave you disgraced."

Nicholson instantly changed sides, "Martin is being kind!" His loyalties shifted like the wind, "And you didn’t even call me, don’t you consider me a brother?"

Martin always considered his brothers, patting Nicholson on the shoulder, "They were too many and too powerful; I was afraid you’d drop dead."

Leonardo and Nicholson both steered clear of him, not wanting to stay with such a rotten person.

When it was about time, the three left the hotel together.

People were already waiting outside the hotel entrance with bicycles.

The three each chose a bike and rode to the Hilton Hotel.

After all, for an environmental event, the least they could do was put on a show.

Martin was the first to descend the hotel ramp, immediately followed by photographers who kept snapping pictures.

...

At the side entrance of the Hilton Hotel, a black commercial van slowly drove up.

Inside the car, Tony, holding a child, bit her lip, her eyes trembling slightly with unease, and asked, "Ben, is it okay to do this? Isn’t it a bit too much?"

Ben Affleck pointed to a nearby poster featuring Nicholson, "His several illegitimate children were quietly sent away. To this day, they don’t have a father. Do you want Johnny to be like them, forever fatherless and scorned by everyone?"

Tony fell silent because she wanted her child to have a father and to live a wealthy life.

Ben continued, "I believe you and Martin had a beautiful experience, but this is Hollywood, a haven for scoundrels! Now, I’m Johnny’s godfather, and I must plan for the worst for my godson. What if Martin Davis doesn’t acknowledge you, doesn’t acknowledge Johnny? What then?"

He didn’t wait for Tony to respond, "There are enough media here, enough reporters, enough movie fans. They will certainly make Martin Davis give you an answer!"

Tony, not one to mince words, asked directly, "And the worst-case scenario?"

Ben thought of the usual way things were handled in the industry, "Martin will give you a sum of money as compensation, asking you never to talk about this again."

Tony found this outcome acceptable, with several million dollars, she could live a very comfortable life.

But Ben didn’t want to settle for that; he gently stroked the sleeping child, emphasizing, "Johnny needs a father, so we will fight for the best outcome to ensure that Johnny can grow up in the best environment."

Tony truly wished for her son to live a life of luxury and nodded, "I’ll listen to you."

Ben slapped the driver’s seat, asking, "Change clothes, ready to go over?"

Casey Affleck took off his jacket, put on a red Cola Cult culture shirt, and added a commemorative cap.

Ben did the same, dressing up as a Cola Cult follower common on American streets.

He too donned a cap, and with a full beard, those unfamiliar with him might not recognize him as Ben Affleck.

Tony was also dressed like a member of the Cola Cult, even the swaddling clothes that wrapped the child bore Martin’s full-body image.

Ben gave Tony a portable megaphone to wear and tested the sound, which was good.

He had spent a lot of money on it.

Ben got out of the car and accompanied Tony to the front of the Hilton Hotel.

There were many movie fans around, many wearing red culture shirts.

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Compared to Ben, Casey’s face was less familiar. As they walked, he said, "Could you let us through, please? This mother is a die-hard supporter of Martin, and she brought her child to see Martin right after he was born and left the hospital."

Many people looked over and slowly made way for Tony, who was dressed in similar attire, and the swaddle emblazoned with the image of Martin.

Mothers and infants always receive a lot of special treatment.

Even some people automatically blocked the pressing crowd, carving out a safe passage for Tony.

"Thank you," Tony said as she walked, "Thank you all."

She arrived in front of the red carpet and looked towards the end of it, where people had not yet arrived.

Tony looked over at the front of the hotel again, where the media area was swarming with reporters.

Ben and Cassie also squeezed their way over; they had been through many red carpet events, and in front of the barricade was a sparse, movable railing, with not many security personnel on either side.

There were only two security personnel close to them.

Ben whispered to Cassie, who nodded, "No problem."

The movie fans and environmental supporters on both sides of the red carpet grew restless at this time, and someone started shouting.

"Martin, I love you!"

"The eternal Cola War God!"

Tony craned her neck to look over, where three people of different ages rode up on bicycles, stopped at the end of the red carpet, and walked over together.

The one walking on her side was Martin Davis!

Tony trembled with eagerness.

While the crowd was still a bit far away, Ben quickly reminded her, "Keep your cool."

Tony looked down and kissed the child, opening his swaddle to expose him to the media cameras in a moment.

Situations like the flashing lights were not within her consideration at that moment.

As people drew closer, Ben nodded at Cassie.

Cassie lifted his foot and forcefully stepped on the foot of someone next to him, prompting an immediate exchange of harsh words and shoving between them.

The two nearby security personnel intervened at once to prevent them from causing greater conflict and disrupting the event.

Ben switched on the portable megaphone, stepped over the barricade, pushed open the movable railing in front of him, and said, "Go now."

Tony, holding the baby, rushed out, with Martin just five or six meters opposite her.

Bruce, seeing someone suddenly running out, immediately stepped forward to block Martin, his hand also sliding inside his coat.

But he quickly saw that the person rushing over was a woman holding a child.

Bruce yelled, "Stop her!"

The nearby security personnel hurried over.

"It’s me, Martin, I’ve brought our child to see you," Tony lifted the child, showing his face to Martin, and shouted forcefully, "Take a look, this is your son! Your son!"

The baby, disturbed, began to cry loudly.

Tony didn’t care about that at all and continued to shout, "You told me you loved me in New York, you gave me the most precious gift, and now I have brought the child to see you!"

These voices, transmitted through the portable megaphone, caused an immediate uproar at the scene.

Especially among the media reporters, those who were following Martin and his group turned their cameras towards Tony and started shooting recklessly.

Hundreds of reporters in the media area couldn’t stay put anymore and ran crazily in this direction.

The nature of Hollywood stars couldn’t be clearer to them; Martin Davis’s reputation as a playboy was no less notorious than Leonardo’s—an illegitimate child wouldn’t be out of the ordinary.

Even Leonardo and Nicholson turned their heads to stare at Martin, thinking what a mess this guy usually took care to avoid—how could he have produced an illegitimate child?

They weren’t ready to be godfathers yet!

Ben was worried that Martin would acknowledge the child on the spot; while an illegitimate child could be troublesome, it wouldn’t be a fatal blow to a top Hollywood star.

So, he took off his cap and removed his red cultural shirt, his white undershirt standing out in a crowd of red.

Reporters surrounded them, snapping away frantically, while the surrounding crowd surged with emotion, and Tony, unconcerned, continued to expose the child under the flashing lights.

Martin didn’t panic and spoke to Bruce, and, protected by security personnel, attempted to bypass the crowd with Leonardo and Nicholson, intending to leave the area first.

As he turned to look at Tony again, he saw a flash of white in the crowd behind her.

Ben Affleck was smiling at him from the other side.

Martin acted as though he saw nothing, turning his head and continuing forward.

But in his heart, he was convinced that this incident was related to Ben Affleck.

As for the woman holding the child, Martin remembered her from the moment she appeared—as the leader of the group of female fans who often danced.

Behind them, Bruce first calmed the crowd, "Ma’am, can we talk somewhere else? This isn’t the place for conversation."

But Tony shouted out, "Martin wants to talk to me privately, he is going to acknowledge us as mother and child!"

Bruce glanced at the child in the woman’s eyes; in front of the media and the public, that was a protective charm. He hadn’t done anything, he continued to invite her to leave first and talk privately.

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