America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

In the gallery, Martin, Elizabeth, and Lily sat upright and tense, waiting for the verdict of the case.

Across the aisle, Jolie and Aniston attended as leaders of the Mitu movement, their black professional attire adorned with a red-painted fist pin on the lapel—a symbol of Mitu.

This was the emblem of Mitu!

Nearby, Jennifer Garner waited anxiously with several children in tow.

The three defendants, perhaps sensing something, Pitt and Ben glanced back and saw their ex-wives.

The most ruthless were the ex-wife and the ex-girlfriend: Jolie and Aniston smiled at Pitt and gave him a slight nod.

Pitt seemed to have lost all his energy and, without any extreme reactions, he hung his head low and turned back, hoping for a shorter sentence so he might still have some influence after his release to earn money by filming in Sacred Valley.

Ben's gaze shifted from Jennifer Garner to Martin, and a mixture of resentment and anger surfaced on his tense face.

He forcibly turned back and bowed his head to hide the fierce light in his eyes.

Even if found guilty, he'd be out someday.

Ben made up his mind that he wouldn't let Martin Davis and his family get away with it.

There were many ways to seek revenge, and in that moment, at least five flashed through his mind, such as selling that Lily to the Tijuana Red Light District in Mexico, capturing Elizabeth and sending her off…

At this point, Ben automatically abandoned the thought; by the time he got out, Elizabeth Olsen would probably have become who knows how many ex-girlfriends.

Cassie glanced at her older brother and felt he was thinking about something nefarious.

But in this setting, it wasn't the time to ask.

Compared to these two, Pitt was much more honest, repeatedly suffering severe blows until he was utterly beaten down.

An ex-wife and an ex-girlfriend had tormented him to the point where he couldn't even mix in Sacred Valley anymore.

Bruce moved slightly closer to Martin and said, "Ben hates us deeply."

"Understandable," Martin was a good man, so he could understand, but understanding didn't mean doing nothing.

He asked, "Mene's back, right?"

Bruce nodded, "I asked Mene, and he indeed has many friends from his younger days in prison."

Martin's voice was very low, so as not to be overheard by Elizabeth next to him, "Tell him to find someone to go, don't go in person."

Bruce replied, "I understand."

Elizabeth glanced over at Martin's direction and seeing Martin and Old Cloth muttering to each other, she knew they were discussing something secretive; however, she didn't ask and pretended as if she saw nothing.

At this time, the judge and the jury returned, with the latter announcing to stand as the verdict for this case was to be pronounced on the spot.

"When a national hero of America is slandered and framed, the impact is not only on the case itself but fundamentally shakes the legal system and the values and beliefs that this country upholds. The jury has found the defendants Brad Pitt, Ben Affleck, and Casey Affleck guilty…"

The courtroom fell silent as water, and no one was surprised by this outcome.

Subsequently, the judge announced the verdict: Pitt, Ben, and Cassie were convicted of extortion, conspiracy to commit fraud and incitement to others to commit crimes, sentenced to 7 years in prison, with no eligibility for parole for 5 years.

In the gallery, victims of Ben and Pitt's offenses started clapping, immediately triggering a wave of enthusiastic applause.

For the dozens of onlookers, they had received compensation from Ben and Pitt and now saw them being sent to prison, so naturally, they were happy.

The trial concluded, and Pitt, Ben, and Cassie were taken away, soon to be transferred to state prison to serve their sentences.

Martin stood up, taking Elizabeth with him to leave.

Bruce and Lily followed from behind.

As soon as they stepped out, a large group of reporters swarmed Martin and bombarded him with questions.

"Martin, can you share your thoughts on the trial?"

"Is this the result you wanted?"

"Do you think they received the punishment they deserved?"

Martin paused briefly and said, "This trial underscores the dignity of the law and assures me of fairness and justice!"

More of such nonsense was pointless; Martin responded with just one line and left the premises with a grave expression.

The Escalade headed towards Beverly Hills.

From the passenger seat, Lily said, "Harvey Weinstein is still out there, that bastard."

Elizabeth asked, "He probably won't enter the trial process anytime soon, right?"

Martin roughly explained, "There are too many victims, the trial is probably not until next March or April."

Lily chimed in, "There's really a mess of things." She asked Martin, "Are you going back to Atlanta for Christmas?"

Martin nodded, "We're going back to Atlanta for Christmas."

Elizabeth, not wanting to go to Atlanta, declared directly, "I'm staying in Los Angeles for Christmas to be with my parents and sisters, I can't go with you."

Martin smiled, "That's okay."

Back home, Martin and Bruce went out again to shop, preparing for the evening's party.

Mene brought Isabel Huppert to Los Angeles, and Elizabeth had prepared a welcome party for Yuper.

At the party, Leonardo arrived with his new girlfriend, a Russian supermodel named Annie Vyalitsyna, who had just walked the Victoria's Secret show this year.
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Of course, golden-brown hair and long legs are essential choices.

Leonardo made a point of finding Martin for a private chat.

"The premiere of "Shutter Island" is next February," he handed Martin an invitation, "Don't forget to come to my premiere."

Martin said, "I'll definitely be there."

Leonardo glanced back at his new girlfriend sitting among Elizabeth and Lorraine Nicholson and other companions, saying, "I've been busy recently and haven't mentioned to you that last month I went to Russia for a fashion circle gathering."

Martin guessed, "It must have been thrilling."

Leonardo nodded vigorously, "More than thrilling, Russia's fashion circle is like a treasure trove, with supermodels who are tall and leggy, stunningly beautiful, and with incredible figures. I didn't want to come back."

Martin had heard too many rumors about Russian women in his past life and had met some in Hengdian who were trying their luck abroad. He said, "But after they turn thirty, their figures can become quite terrifying."

"Thirty? Why would I wait until they're thirty?" Leonardo stood by his principle, "Break up with them at twenty-five and then find someone younger, isn't that delightful?"

Martin had no retort and said, "My mistake, I misspoke."

Leonardo, ever reluctant to forget his friends, said, "When are you free to go to Russia with me?"

"Go to Russia?" Martin shook his head firmly, "I better not, in case someone decides to detain me; there wouldn't even be a place to cry."

Leonardo smacked his forehead, "Look at me, I almost forgot about your glorious history—you've caught and killed many Russian spies."

He said, "When I have time, I'll set up a game in Paris or London, invite some Russian models and actresses, maybe from Ukraine too, and call that old bastard Jack for a get-together."

Martin nodded, "No problem."

He remembered something, "There's this Saintess Pop Group or something, the one that sings."

Leonardo said, "Saintess Pop Group, I know about them; their company has always wanted to break into the English-language market."

Martin said, "Just let me know the time and place when you've arranged it; I'll cover the expenses this time. Someone like me, with taste, won't be shameless like Jack, who only brings a gun to the party."

Leonardo exchanged a look with him, and both of them burst out laughing.

Nicholson came over from the other side and called out before he even got close, "My intuition tells me you're bad-mouthing me again."

"Not at all!"

"Your intuition is always unreliable!"

Of course, both scoundrels denied it.

Nicholson was a bit worried and said, "There's been something troubling me recently."

Martin's eyes widened, "You've got to be kidding me, Jack; you knocked up Jennifer Lawrence?"

"I did not!" Nicholson wanted to kick Martin a few times, "Don't talk nonsense."

Leonardo asked, "What else could be bothering you?"

Fearing the two scoundrels might spout more nonsense, Nicholson hurriedly said, "After Harvey's scandal broke, Meryl Streep came to me, telling me she's planning to divorce."

Leonardo asked, "Why?"

Martin went further, "Why did she come to you?"

Nicholson said apprehensively, "She comes to me about getting a divorce, what else could it be for!"

Leonardo nodded, "She's looking for someone to take over."

Martin patted Nicholson on the shoulder as a good little brother would and said, "Boss, I'll prepare a special wedding gift for you!"

Nicholson had no desire to marry, "Shut up."

Martin and Leonardo couldn't help but gloat, laughing heartily as if they saw Nicholson trapped in the cage of marriage.

…

Mene followed Bruce into a rest room.

Bruce took out something he had prepared in advance and handed it over, "This is for you."

Mene opened the handbag to look inside and saw it was full of soap, he quickly retreated, "Old Cloth, we're brothers, good friends, don't joke about this. I'm really not funny at all, seriously!"

Bruce gave him the finger, saying, "This isn't for your use, you're not worthy of these."

Mene then remembered, "The thing you mentioned last time?"

Bruce nodded slightly, "This morning, Pitt, Ben, and Cassie were sentenced and they're being transferred to state prison soon."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest," Mene took charge confidently, "Back in the neighborhood where I used to live, a lot of brothers are either still inside or have kept in touch after getting out, this is a small case."

Bruce warned, "Don't you go, find someone reliable, money is not an issue."

Mene said, "You can count on me, Old Cloth, I'm not the brainless young actor I used to be anymore."

Bruce put his arm around Mene's shoulder, truly admiring, "Who without brains could charm Celine Dion, Isabel Huppert, and Emma Thomas?"

Mene chuckled, "I'm no match for you—the Kardashian sisters Kim and Khloe are actual siblings."

Bruce pushed him away.

Mene stopped mentioning this, he grabbed the handbag and left the villa, placing it in his car first, then called two buddies he grew up with to set up a meeting later.