American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 162: Once you go into the sea, don’t even think about coming out (female characters related)
The next day, Ryan woke up and Daddario, wearing an apron, came in with a plate with breakfast on it.

"Eat. You must be very hungry this morning after such a lot of exercise last night." She said with a smirk.

Ryan asked her to eat with him, but she shook her head and refused.

"I'll watch you eat!"

Ryan didn't say much. While eating, he asked her what she said yesterday about Amber changing the lines.

"It's nothing, just some minor frictions." Daddario said nothing more.

"Don't give in to her. Not only will she not be grateful to you, she will even become more demanding," Ryan reminded her.

"Remember, I made this TV series just to make you famous. Don't let others steal the limelight," Ryan reminded.

Under normal circumstances, even if you don't try to reconcile, you shouldn't deliberately add fuel to the fire. After all, the two of them are partners.

But from another perspective, the more the two fight, the better it is for Ryan.

And this sounded like a kind of approval to Daddario.

Yes, Ryan made this show for me, I almost forgot about it.

And she was just here to act with me.

"I see." Daddario nodded slowly, then asked, "Where are you going today?"

"Having dinner with Tracy and Julie. The pilot has been filmed and there's a lot to discuss," Ryan continued, using the same excuse as yesterday.

"After dinner, can we go out and play? Even take me out for a ride?" Daddario imagined.

"You know, the paparazzi in Los Angeles are omnipresent. Every passerby may take a picture of the two of us together. When I came here yesterday, I walked around in circles for half an hour." Ryan reminded.

Ryan took the initiative to avoid any situation where the two of them were alone together, including at work, and their private meetings were always at the residence Ryan arranged for her.

"Okay." Daddario had a blank expression on his face. Perhaps he had become accustomed to this kind of life.

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Not long after leaving Daddario, Ryan received a text message from Amber.

But Ryan went in the opposite direction and checked into a room using someone else's identity. From the time he entered the door to the time he went upstairs, he wore a mask and a hood covering his face, and he carried a package in his hand.

After entering the room, Ryan did some preparations before telling Amber where he was currently.

"I'm already taking a bath in the room! Can't you come over?" Amber was a little dissatisfied with Ryan's temporary change of date location.

"Then wipe it clean quickly and come back. I'll only wait for you for half an hour." Ryan hung up the phone.

This time Amber was not late after all. The ends of her hair were still wet, and it seemed that she was not lying.

"You can't afford the luxurious suite here. I asked you to come here to open your eyes." Ryan smiled and began to paralyze the other person with words.

"Really?" Amber looked around.

"I'm in a hurry, please help me take off my shoes." Ryan sat on the sofa and stared at her.

Amber snorted in her heart.

No matter how proud you are now, I will make you cry miserably later!

Amber thought to herself, pretending to be obedient on the surface, squatted down and helped Ryan take off his shoes.

Just as she reached out to take off Ryan's clothes, Ryan suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"It's boring. I want to see something exciting. Can you dance?" Ryan said with a smile.

"That's not something I would do." Amber immediately shook her head. She had never danced the Swallow Dance for anyone in her life. At most... she would send photos to men to seduce them.

"You won't jump. You must have seen it before, right? Go turn on the speakers." Ryan would not let her go.

It was still Ryan's song, and Amber twisted her body slowly to the low rhythm. Ryan began to direct her movements.

"Yes, shake your head and unbutton your clothes. You are quite talented. Look more charming..."

"You look reluctant. Did I force you to do this?" Ryan supported his head.

Amber laughed stiffly. If you didn't force me, then I did it voluntarily?

"I'm asking you a question. Did I force you to do this?" Ryan asked again.

In order to make Ryan relax his guard, Amber quickly shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"You never forced me to do anything. I did this all voluntarily."

"I didn't ask you to come over. You knocked on the door yourself." Ryan said again. "Yes, I wanted to seduce you. I like you." Amber replied.

Ryan smiled but said nothing.

After dancing for a few more minutes, Amber's arms felt a little sore.

"Are you satisfied?" Amber asked.

Ryan nodded: "Okay, it's nothing, you can go."

"Go?" Amber doubted her ears.

"Aren't you ready to leave? Your girlfriend isn't going to bring a few people with her, squatting in the corridor, waiting for your signal and knocking on the door directly, right?" Ryan smiled.

"What are you talking about?" Amber had a puzzled expression, an expression she also had during the trial many years later.

Ryan didn't waste any words. He just stood up and moved the vase on the coffee table next to him. There was a VCR behind it.

The video recorder prepared by Teresa was brought to Los Angeles by Ryan.

"What are you holding?" Amber's heart stopped when she saw what Ryan was holding.

"I asked you what that was!" She walked towards Ryan naked.

"Give it to me!" She reached out to grab it.

Ryan raised his hand to stop him.

"Give it to me!" Amber roared and raised her hand to hit.

Unfortunately, her strength was not enough for Ryan, so he punched her in the face.

Some women cannot be spoiled.

With just this one punch, Amber took several steps back and then fell heavily to the ground, her left eye immediately turning red.

"You bastard!" Amber finally realized that she had been fooled by Ryan and screamed like crazy.

Then, there was a knock on the door. Everything was just as Ryan expected.

"You're fired! Take your clothes and get out!" Ryan smiled.

Amber also knew that Ryan had been plotting against her from the very beginning. Everything could even be traced back to the day after the proposal. He had never let his guard down, and now he had evidence against himself and had a backer behind him.

Lost, completely lost.

Amber took a deep breath, stood up, quickly put on her clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Ryan could faintly hear the sound of conversation coming from outside.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the door.

"I'm the only one outside now." Amber said.

"I forgot to take my things!" she said again.

Ryan opened the door, and when it was halfway open, she slipped in through the gap.

"Give me the videotape, and we won't know each other anymore." She stretched out her hand.

"So what if I really gave it to you? How can you be sure that I don't have a backup?"

Amber was stunned for a moment. She really couldn't be sure.

"Some things are done and done, unless you quit completely and find a place where no one knows you." Ryan told her a cruel truth.

Once you go into the sea, don't even think about getting ashore.

"Now tell me, do you want to live this kind of life?" Ryan pressed on.

Amber kept backing away.

"Do you want to?"

"I don't want to!" Amber was really scared this time and shook her head subconsciously.

"Then do you know what to do?" Ryan asked.

Amber reacted, hesitated for a few seconds, then made up her mind and slowly squatted down...

(End of this chapter)