American Scandal King

Chapter 219 Afraid of you?

Really?

Natalie's eyes showed confusion.

She instinctively didn't believe it.

When a person does not believe, he will have the mentality to challenge.

Especially after she saw Ian's eyes, her distrust grew even more.

I won't be drunk by a glass of wine.

So she drank it all in one gulp.

The alcohol took effect quickly and Natalie got drunk.

She looked at Ian and said in horror: "Oh my God, this wine is really strong!"

The world was spinning before her eyes and she fell to the ground.

Ian hugged her and said with a smile: "It seems that your alcohol tolerance is average."

She fell into Ian's arms, staring at his devilish smile.

She murmured, "No, Ian, don't!"

"Are you sure?" Ian looked at her and asked with a smile, "You can leave now while you are still conscious."

As his eyes turned, hypnosis started again.

Natalie stared at Ian in a daze.

At that moment, her heart was filled with spring tides, and the image of this young man who made her unable to stop kept growing in her mind.

Screw the Jewish mission!

Fuck Hollywood revenge!

Screw the big director’s request!
Now I only want this young, handsome and domineering man!

Natalie grabbed Ian's neck, a blush appeared on her beautiful face, and she shouted: "No! I want you, Ian Carl. What a good wine... Fakmi! Fakmi!!!"

Ian came closer to the bag and smiled, "Beg me!"

Natalie cried out: "I beg you, Ian Carr, Fakmi!!!"

In the hotel room, Natalie Portman's pleading voice continued to ring out.

But this pleading had nothing to do with begging for mercy, but rather a plea for a violent attack from Ian.

This made the people who were monitoring and listening on the opposite side look at each other in confusion.

What if it was just seduction and attempted rape?
How did things turn out this way?
One glass of wine revealed Natalie's true colors, and she dragged Ian Carr to bed?
How can this be done?

The recording occasionally contains the passionate sounds of Ian Carr and Natalie Portman, but there is obviously insufficient evidence to accuse him of this.

"What should we do?" The two responsible personnel looked at each other.

One of them said, “We can only edit it.”

Natalie Portman once shouted, "You bastard, are you trying to rape me?", and Ian also said, "That wine has an aphrodisiac effect." As long as the order is reversed and it becomes Ian forcing Natalie to drink, and then talking about the effect of the wine after they were done, he can be charged with rape.

One person said, "Edited material cannot be used as evidence in court."

Another person yelled, "Fuck! We're not trying to sue him, we're trying to blackmail him. This is news!"

The previous staff member thought about it and nodded, "That's the only way. Do we need to continue recording?"

"Record it. If Ian Carr doesn't cooperate, at least this will be big news."

"Portman wouldn't like it."

"She has no say."

They discussed quietly, recording quietly...

………………

Two hours later.

Natalie lay on the bed, panting loudly: "Oh my God! Ian you are so great."

Absinthe is not an aphrodisiac and is not that effective. Natalie was actually hypnotized, so she woke up a long time ago.

She was just addicted to the pleasure Ian brought her. She had forgotten everything and didn't even care about anything.

Anyway, there is no video recording, just audio recording.

After two full hours, Natalie felt so weak that she couldn't get up.

The way she looked at Ian couldn't be more different.

This man has the capital to be domineering!

She pursed her lower lip, and there was even a hint of affection in her eyes: "Megan Fox is not exaggerating, you are really great."

She lay on Ian's chest, enjoying the man's warmth.

Ian played with the woman's beautiful place and said with a smile: "How much will this improve your favorability?"

"A lot." Natalie smiled.

"Is there any concrete proof of action?" Ian asked. Natalie said in a sweet voice, "I can come find you later. Always!"

That's it?

Ian raised his brows. "That doesn't sound very appealing to me."

Natalie was puzzled: "What else do you want?"

Ian said nothing.

These two people have eight hundred thoughts in their minds combined, and in all their in-depth communications, not a single word of truth is spoken.

All technique, no emotion!

But this didn't stop Ian from savoring Natalie's beautiful body.

Natalie is a petite and delicate type, very worth playing with and savoring, with endless aftertaste.

So he continued to savor Natalie's beauty. After a long while, he said, "I just hope to get some care from your heart."

Natalie was stunned: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Ian sighed: "I'm saying, if you were really obsessed with me, you would have told me that there were reporters across the street."

"Fake!"

The two people on the opposite side of the building shouted at the same time.

Natalie was also shocked: "You..."

Ian looked at her sympathetically: "I gave you a chance, baby, but you gave up."

Natalie felt like she was falling into an icy cave.

She trembled and sat up from Ian, revealing the beautiful scenery: "You know?"

Ian nodded. "I'm the best reporter in the United States. No one is better at observation than me. Why are you doing this?"

There was sadness in his eyes, as if he was disappointed and helpless about a relationship.

It's like I love you so much, but you're the one who hurts me.

Ian discovered that he still had a talent for acting.

Natalie covered her mouth in horror.

She suddenly cried out in grief and anger: "Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ian shrugged: "You are Natalie Portman, I have always liked you. Since you are willing to sleep with me, how can I refuse? Besides, the curtains are not drawn. Some reporters will not affect my mood... I don't care!"

"Fuck!" Natalie screamed hysterically, "Ian Carr, you're a bastard!"

She picked up her bag and hurried out of the hotel, fearing that Ian would see what was in her bag.

Ian smiled as he watched her leave.

Looking up at the light on the ceiling, he said to himself, "She's a wonderful person. I wonder if there will be another chance in the future."

........................

Return home in the evening.

Tonight it was Britney who came to see her.

Even though they had been having a great time in the afternoon, it was only the first time since they had cheated, so Ian still had enough energy to satisfy Candy in the evening.

Just when we were having fun, the phone rang.

Ian hugged Britney and took it: "Ian Carl, who is it."

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "I have a recording for you to listen to."

Ian smiled: "Okay!"

Then Ian heard the familiar conversation.

After removing the two hours of babbling, the actual dialogue content is not very long. The key editing is very clever. It basically makes Ian attempt rape but fails, and then uses drug rape instead.

After listening to the recording, Ian said, "Well done."

"You don't want this recording to be spread out, Mr. Carl." The person on the other end of the phone laughed.

"I don't care," Ian replied.

The person on the other side was stunned.

What kind of answer is this?
Ian also laughed: "Ian Karl never accepts threats. I'm not even afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of this? You can do whatever you want!"

"Ian Karl, some things can't be solved by a lawyer..."

boom!
Ian hung up the phone.

Britney looked up at him with bright eyes: "What happened?"

"It's okay, baby, just keep going." Ian stroked Britney's face with a smile: "I can still do this for a long time."

Soon, Britney Spears's moving voice began to sing.

(End of this chapter)