King of Hollywood

Chapter 502: Chapter 223 How did you find me?

Doing this kind of thing in a car is very dangerous, but at the same time, it’s also thrilling. Adrian had tried it before, the first time he was caught dating Julia. As long as he drove at the slowest speed and focused his mind, there wouldn’t be too much of a problem, and it could also last longer.

Halle Berry, although Black, had one-quarter Caucasian ancestry, so her appearance and physique were quite impressive. The advantages of being mixed-race were particularly evident in her. Plus, her haircut for the movie was short and refreshing, yet sharp, and her red dress added a special flavor, which made Adrian enjoy himself even more.

Of course, he could play this game with her because he had already taken care of her beforehand. The process was simple, a few years while producing “Bad Boys,” Adrian had chatted with her on the set, and at the end of last year, just after her three-year marriage had ended, he met her unwinding in a nightclub, so they simply talked it out there.

Ironically, her few ex-husbands had all been peculiar, either having affairs or being prone to violence. One of her ears had even lost 80% of its hearing during one beating. Of course, none of this had happened yet, but that didn’t stop Adrian from saying nice things, guiding the conversation deliberately. After several talks, Halle began to open up about her distress, eventually talking nonstop regardless of whether Adrian was listening, and the drinks flowed one after another.

In this situation, alcohol quickly took over her body, and Halle became increasingly unrestrained, while Adrian, who was polite and likable, began to overtly flirt with her. Adrian was not bashful; after getting intimate in a dark corner of the nightclub, they embraced and went to the men’s restroom, thereafter, they returned together to Halle’s place to continue.

Halle didn’t mind when she woke up the next day; she even made breakfast for Adrian and then agreed to play the leading role in “Swordfish.” After that, they had a few more passionate encounters, but Halle didn’t make too many demands, knowing that some things couldn’t be expected from a playboy. Although Halle didn’t have the best judgment in choosing husbands, she was quite sensible in this regard.

Adrian was quite content; the beautiful Black Pearl, especially her slender waist—enjoyable whether held in his hands or swaying—was delightful, but he had no plans to keep her, unless Halle could lower her stance like Yukie and focus solely on Adrian. Hence, occasional friendly matches were preferable.

Leaving that aside, as time entered May, the Cannes Film Festival was just around the corner. “Mulholland Drive” was almost finished—it relied on editing tricks, so post-production wasn’t particularly complex. In a few more days, the sample reel would be complete and then sent to France for the festival. But before that, some matters needed to be addressed.

The sun hung high in the sky, and although it was only just May, the weather in dry Los Angeles was nearly like midsummer. People on the streets had already switched to summer clothes, and the ladies in sheer miniskirts became a stunning sight.