After pausing for a moment, Eric felt a little thirsty, so he got up and went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer and took a few sips. He returned to the sofa and was about to continue, he glanced at the girl opposite and closed his mouth.

Cried...

Helplessly, he reached under the coffee table and took out the cardboard box and pushed it over.

"Okay, stop crying, I won't say it."

This sentence had a negative effect. Julia took a few tissues to cover her little face, and her tears made her even more heart-warming, and even caused a little sob.

According to the normal plot, at this time, women usually need a shoulder or something, and then say a few lingering love words, and then find a small dark room to have a fire and have sex.

However, it seems that Julia was crying by herself, Eric thinks he shouldn't have the position to do this?

So the scene was a bit stalemate.

One sat there and looked at it helplessly, the other was crying.

As a woman, I feel too stupid, and I feel ashamed of being said, and I am so embarrassed that I am so angry that I wrap myself up with tears. I will give you a step and comfort you a few more words of comfort. I will just raise my foot and get down. How great is this.

But why do you feel so embarrassing now?

A few minutes later, the girl had to stop crying, wipe her face, and threw the tissue into a ball and hatred towards the man opposite: "You are such a bastard."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom in a hurry. The makeup on his face was so beautiful, he must be very ugly.

After finishing the makeup, I shook it in the bathroom for a while, and then I walked out like a new wife and still sat down in my original position. I dare not scold me, hum!

"I... will pay attention to the script that suits you as soon as possible. Don't be so anxious. If you feel bored, you can apply for some simple courses, which will be helpful in shaping your image. The public still prefers ambitious actresses. Of course, it's okay to receive some notices from variety shows. You need to ask Kapoor these things. I just want to say whatever I think, he is a professional agent."

"Yeah," Julia nodded obediently.

"By the way, have you ever contacted a psychiatrist for that matter?"

Julia shook her head and glared at Eric again, saying that it was all this bastard.

After the movie was released, she had a free time. She took the time to check some information and found out what the so-called Stockholm syndrome is. The examples listed in the book seemed absurd to her, but she had to admit this fact when it came to her abnormal behavior.

At the same time, the release of "Feng Yue" quickly changed from a small actor to a big star, and she was even more afraid to find any psychologist. If the psychologist accidentally revealed her illness, her acting career might be over. How could the public recognize a female star who could become a sex slave at any time? Therefore, Julia didn't even dare to tell the person closest to her that only Eric and her knew about this kind of thing at present.

Eric also quickly understood Julia's concerns. This matter was indeed very difficult. Once outsiders learned about it, a scandal was inevitable.

"This kind of thing should have a lot to do with self-confidence. I think when you first arrived at my house, you were in a good state, and you looked arrogant and might be cured without medicine."

"You... nonsense, I've checked the information and blamed you for this matter. If you didn't treat me that night, you wouldn't have what you are now."

Eric raised his hand and made a surrender statement: "Okay, it's all my fault."

"It was your fault."

Seeing Eric's embarrassed look, Julia was quite proud: "By the way, why is Drew Barrymore not here? Isn't today a weekend?"

"She lives in a boarding school and can't go home on weekends. Maybe she doesn't know if I'm back today. The girl likes to play. When I'm not at home, she rarely stays alone."

Julia's tone was sour: "You are so nice to her."

Eric smiled and said, "You are not the first to say that. My girl is now my creditor and owes a full million. Those who are owed debts these days are the boss, and they have to pay for it."

"Oh……"

"Will you go to the celebration banquet at Fox at the Hilton Hotel in the evening?"

"Of course," Julia nodded and looked at her watch: "It's getting late now, I have to go back."

Eric helped the girl disguise herself again and sent Julia out before returning to the villa.

After watching TV bored for a while, when the sun sets, Eric went upstairs to change his clothes and drove to the Hilton Hotel.

The celebration banquet for movies that were so popular at the box office like "Feng Yue" must be the key target for paparazzi. Eric doesn't like to deal with paparazzi either. He planned to take the elevator in the parking lot to go directly to the banquet hall, but suddenly found that he forgot to ask what floor the party was on.

Looking around, there was no one else in the parking lot, so you can't ask about the camera above your head. Eric waited unwillingly in the parking lot below for a while, hoping to meet a guest who came to the banquet. Unfortunately, his luck was not good. After waiting for several minutes, no one appeared. If you wait any longer, you would probably be noticed by the camera above your head and think that it was a car thief with bad intentions.

He walked out of the parking lot helplessly and was decisively surrounded by a group of paparazzi.

Hilton's security guard was quite dedicated and hurried over to help Eric block the crowd. While pressing the shutter frantically, the paparazzi asked the messy questions at the top of their voices.

"Director Williams, you've disappeared for a week, are you preparing for the next movie?"

"Is Miss Julia Roberts the heroine of "Feng Yue" because she got into bed with you?"

"Lamborghini announced that the latest Ghost Sports Car has 153 reservations in a week. Eric, will your next movie continue to be embedded with advertisements?"

"Why didn't Miss Drew Barrymore come with you? Didn't she live with you?"

“…”

The kind, malicious, full of traps, and all kinds of messy questions drifted in my ears. This was a situation where Eric could not give a proper answer, so he didn't dare to say a word. Under the protection of the security guard, he walked forward silently and entered the Hilton Hall, and the paparazzi stopped.

Hilton's manager came up with a smile.

"Mr. Williams, welcome you. The celebration banquet for "Fengyue" is on the fourth floor. Do you need me to take you there in person?"

Eric shook his head quickly: "No need, just go there myself."

Entering the elevator and pressing the button, Eric still saw the manager looking at him with a smile. What's the situation?
Chapter completed!