Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

Link’s car emerged from Beverly Hills, and the paparazzi swarmed it like hyenas scenting blood, a larger crowd than before.

The paparazzi, reckless of their own safety, stood in front of the car to block it, some surrounded the vehicle, and their palms beating against the window glass was deafening.

Fortunately, the windows were bulletproof, otherwise they would have been shattered by now.

Wallace glanced at Link via the rearview mirror; Link was sitting in the back with his eyes closed, not uttering a word.

Bob kept honking the horn, and the shrill sound made many of the paparazzi back off, but a stubborn few remained in front of the car, clearly not willing to let them go without a story.

The standoff lasted three or four minutes, until the local patrol officers arrived, drew their handguns, and ordered the paparazzi to retreat, allowing the car to return to the main roads of the city.

Although they didn’t get any information from Link, as Mandy had said, silence itself was an answer.

When Link left Beverly Hills, news that he had gone to Taylor’s in search of reconciliation and failed, announcing their breakup, surged back to the top of major news websites and social platforms, extensively covered by all major media.

Even many news website’s top-ten trending lists were dominated by their story.

Others sympathized with Taylor, calling her a victim of misplaced trust.

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Some lamented over another celebrity couple’s sad breakup, declaring true love hard to find in the entertainment industry.

Others dissected their love story in detail, from dating to breakup, pondering who bore greater blame.

While many people might curse upon seeing the trending lists and complain about the neglect of important national issues, alleging a waste of public resources on trivial entertainment news,

They would still continue to read and enjoy the gossip.

Through consuming such news, they found a bit of joy for their otherwise mundane lives.

Thump, thump, thump!

The calm in the office of the President of New York Link Music was shattered by a series of urgent knocks.

"Come in!"

Upon hearing the voice inside, Lana Del Rey entered Ivanka’s office buoyantly, carrying a tablet.

Although she was dressed in a fashionable, tight Prada dress, with golden brown curls draped over her fair shoulders, long lashes, and her makeup delicately done, exuding the charm of a classic English beauty,

Privately, she was still the girl who dreamt of becoming a rock singer.

"What is it?"

Behind the large desk, Ivanka put down her pen and looked up at Lana.

"Eva, did you see the news? Link and Taylor broke up."

Lana, holding the tablet, excitedly scrolled through it, her face filled with the thrill of juicy gossip.

"Did they announce it?"

"No! But several media reporters confirmed that they personally saw Link enter Beverly Hills at 12:20 pm and exit at 12:55 pm, and they met for less than forty minutes, indicating they had an unpleasant conversation. Moreover, when Link left Beverly Hills, several hundred entertainment reporters blocked his car, hoping he’d say a couple of words. The standoff lasted four or five minutes, but Link never appeared nor said a word. ȐἈΝОβЁ𐌔

The media believe this is out of character for Link as he usually chats with reporters; his silence now suggests he is in a very bad mood, and it indirectly suggests that he didn’t receive Taylor’s forgiveness.

Basing on this, the media have concluded that they’ve broken up!"

Lana, true to her singer identity, rattled off a long speech without taking a breath, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

Ivanka glanced at her, leaned back in her chair, "Lana, what are you happy about? Don’t forget Link is your boss, and he’s your mentor. To hear he’s been dumped and see you this excited, is that appropriate?"

Lana shrugged, smiling, "Eva, I’m not happy, wrong, I’m happy for you. You also like Link, a lot, right? I used to ask you why you didn’t pursue Link and you didn’t answer me. Now I understand, you were waiting for Link and Taylor to break up, weren’t you? You’re amazing, how did you predict they would break up?"

"I didn’t predict they would break up."

Ivanka said with a laugh, crossing her slender fingers.

"Don’t lie to me, you saw there were problems between them early on, which is why you were in no rush to make a move, right? Come on, share your thoughts with me, let me learn something."

Lana pulled up a stool next to Ivanka and spoke.

Ivanka smiled slightly, stood up from her seat, walked over to the small bar, and picked up a bottle of Lafite, pouring two glasses of red wine.

She was dressed in form-fitting straight-leg pants and a light blue square-neck silk shirt, her tall and voluptuous figure more sensual than the hottest woman in the entertainment industry could hope to be, yet her dignified and aloof expression, along with her shrewd and competent aura, made her seem not so easy to approach.

Lana followed her to the bar, took the red wine, and sat on the round sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I didn’t guess that they would break up. I’ve just seen a lot and understand some human nature. Link and Taylor are both very young and also very outstanding. People like them, once they enter Hollywood, are bound to encounter many temptations.

If they were more mature, knew what lies behind temptation, and knew what is more precious, maybe they could resist it.

But they are too young and encountered it too early. It’s not easy to keep going for a long time."

Ivanka, leaning against the sofa, spoke in an unhurried tone.

Lana nodded slightly, batting her long eyelashes and smiling, "Eva, Link is single now, when do you plan to make your move?"

"Make a move?"

Ivanka sipped her red wine, her lush lips turning a vivid red.

"Stop pretending. You love Link, you love him so much; that’s why you haven’t been looking for a partner for so long. Now that he’s finally single, shouldn’t you take the opportunity to make your move?"

Lana leaned back on the sofa and smiled.

Ivanka furrowed her brows in thought and said, "I am five or six years older than he is. Would he accept me?"

"Of course, Eva. You are Miss Ivanka after all. You’re so smart, so beautiful, so capable, so noble. Men in the upper echelons of New York treat you like the woman of their dreams. Just speaking to them can drive them wild. How could anyone not like a woman like you?

How could Link possibly reject? Moreover, now is a time when Link is emotionally unoccupied. I dare say that if you speak up, he would definitely not hesitate to say to you, ’I do!’"

Lana said enthusiastically.

Ivanka thought again for a while, then slightly shook her head, "It still feels a bit too early. One, they haven’t officially broken up; getting involved prematurely isn’t quite right. Two, knowing him, he probably won’t be looking for a stable relationship for now."

Lana rolled her eyes helplessly.

Ivanka was very smart and beautiful, rational in her actions, but sometimes too clever and rational, which made her overly cautious when it came to personal matters, lacking the impulsiveness and spontaneity a young person should have.

"Eva, do you know who in Hollywood is the most interested in Link right now, besides the paparazzi?"

Lana asked earnestly.

"Which group?"

"Of course, the group of unmarried actresses, female singers, and models."

Lana waved her hand and said, "Eva, you know how outstanding Link is. He is the sexiest, strongest, youngest, richest, most talented man in the world, the dream of countless girls worldwide; this is no exaggeration.

Even before Link and Taylor had broken up, that group of women in the entertainment circle, despite gossip, kept tempting Link, making him err, and damaging their relationship. Now that they have succeeded and Link is single, would they miss this good opportunity?

Of course not; they would pounce on Link like venomous snakes, biting him with their venomous teeth and tightly coiling their bodies around him.

Just to be Link’s woman, they could have the most perfect boyfriend in the world, experience the best sex in the world, and share Link’s wealth and glory. Who would miss out on that?

Absolutely no one."

Ivanka looked at the swirling liquid in her glass, silent and not speaking.

Seeing her like this almost drove Lana crazy; she grabbed Ivanka’s arm and said, "Eva, what are you still hesitating for? Your advantage is the greatest now, and you have the best chance to grab Link, to fend off those crazy women. If you hesitate any further, other women will climb into his bed and become Link’s next girlfriend. So make your move!"

Ivanka smiled faintly, returned to her desk, and opened a folder.

"Let them compete. I think it’s more appropriate to continue regarding Link as a business partner."

"...."

Lana, seeing her unhurried demeanor, lay down helplessly on the sofa.

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