King of Hollywood

Chapter 501: Chapter 222: Several New Movies

She was dressed in a white sheath dress with a loose black belt tied around her waist, covered by a goose-yellow coat, and on her feet a pair of beige high heels that exuded a competent air, quite the embodiment of a strong, successful woman. Only, her face bore a cold expression, as if the man before her owed her millions.

“Is there something you needed, Miss Ivanka?” Adrian maintained his polite yet somewhat distant demeanor.

“It’s like this, I have a question for Mr. Adrian—do you have some sort of problem with me?” Ivanka tried to keep herself calm, but her tone was still somewhat aggressive.

“A problem?” Adrian raised an eyebrow, “Why would I? Miss Ivanka is an exceptional young lady with good manners and a commitment to her goals and ambitions. According to your father, you prefer to stay at home rather than wander aimlessly through nightclubs, which is a very good habit. For a young girl, there are many things worth more attention than nightclubs.”

Despite his seemingly sincere look, the insincerity of his words was quite apparent. Ivanka’s eyelids twitched, suppressing the urge to retort sarcastically, but Adrian didn’t give her a chance. He waved his hand and walked away: “I apologize, Miss Ivanka, but I have other matters to attend to and can’t continue chatting with you. Please believe me, I have no issue with you.”

Without looking back, he left, leaving Ivanka standing there for a good while before she realized what had happened. Angrily glaring at his departing figure, her chest heaved several times before she managed to contain her emotions. Scanning her surroundings, she waited until a few whispering people either lowered their heads or walked away, then, with a tight face and pursed lips, she walked in the opposite direction of Adrian.

Although these reactions were all within Adrian’s expectations, he didn’t pay them much mind. What a joke to consider, remembering their first meeting and the tone she had used: “Are you the infamous playboy?” Ha, such arrogance. So why should he bother making a fool of himself? Women are like that, when your reputation as a ladies’ man precedes you, but you show no interest in them, they’re more likely to throw themselves at you.

Of course, one must handle the situation with precision. Take Adrian’s earlier remarks, for example, stressing “you’d rather be alone,” focusing on just this point. To the ears of a girl who comes from a wealthy family and models to earn pocket money, did she like these tags of “dull” and “unknowledgeable about life”?

Perhaps a few years later, a more seasoned Ivanka Trump might realize this, but for now, she was still just a smart, precocious young girl limited by her experiences, let alone that Adrian was a man of two lifetimes. But there was no rush at the moment, the time wasn’t ripe. He would wait for her to struggle in the web for a while longer.

Thus, at the Trump family party that evening, Adrian didn’t give her any chance. Every time he noticed Ivanka’s occasionally resentful glance, he found it amusing.

Yet, Adrian’s life in New York wasn’t dull, for a few days later, after wrapping up his business and preparing to leave, Natalie snuck out to see him again. This time, he wouldn’t let the girl slip away—in fact, Natalie hadn’t planned to. After discussing her thesis, they naturally started kissing, and what followed was just as naturally a progression.