Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

Chapter 430: Two Women Face to Face_3



Hoyle snorted coldly without speaking.

Morales, from behind the squat rack, said Hoyle was just jealous because he couldn't charm big star beauties like Emma and Christine, so he purposely came to pick a quarrel, trying to find some balance by doing so.

Hoyle, furious, swung his fists and smashed down on Morales.

Thud, thud, thud!

"Chairman, Miss Daddario has arrived."

Ivanka's executive assistant Vivian Jones stood at the office door and said.

"I see, please let Miss Daddario in."

Ivanka slowly stood up.

Link was stunned for a moment, "Miss Daddario?"

"Yes, don't overthink it, it's work-related. The production department mentioned that Daddario had attended auditions for two Lionsgate Films movies, performed very well, and passed the screen tests smoothly. Later, for some reason, she turned down both roles. I only invited her over to talk about movies, it won't cause you any trouble," Ivanka said with a laugh.

Link raised his eyebrows.

He knew about Daddario's auditions for Lionsgate Films; he hadn't interfered, and Daddario had secured both roles solely based on her own merit.

But then Daddario told him she wasn't going to play the parts anymore, claiming that she didn't get the roles through merit alone, other actresses were more suitable than her, and she didn't want to take any back doors.

Link said he hadn't interfered; she had gotten the parts based on merit.

Daddario said people at Lionsgate Films knew about their relationship, and she was given special consideration during the auditions. She was concerned it would affect the movie's performance and felt the pressure was too much.

After much thought, she decided not to take the roles.

Unable to persuade her, Link then called Daddario's agent, Ms. Susan Coworth, asking for her help in finding a few suitable roles for Daddario that could showcase her face and figure but preferably without any intimate scenes, and promised to take good care of her actors.

Susan Coworth agreed.

He had thought that was the end of it but hadn't expected Ivanka to personally invite Daddario to Lionsgate Films for a chat.

Typically, love rivals try to avoid meeting each other when aware of each other's existence, to avoid a battleground.

Yet Ivanka didn't seem to worry about this at all, having already met Taylor, Jennifer Lawrence, and now Daddario.

Considering he had come to the office early today, he might not have known about their meeting if he'd arrived later.

Thinking about this made him suspect Ivanka had met with all the women he was involved with, including Emma Watson, Beyonce, Marion Cotillard, and others.

"Hey, Eva, Link? Are you here too?"

Before Link could sort it out, Alexandra Daddario arrived at the office.

Dressed in a black ladies' suit with a white lining and knee-length skirt, she showed off her tall figure, the curves of her full bosom, a flat tummy, and her straight, rounded legs, exuding a fresh, healthy sex appeal.

Her golden-brown long hair cascaded over her shoulders, the tips looking freshly trimmed, neat and textured. On her beautifully made-up cheeks, a pair of blue eyes blinked at her, and her red lips were slightly pursed in a hint of surprise.

When she stood next to Ivanka, the visual impact they created was as commanding as the curves at their chests.

"Alex, welcome! Link didn't know about our appointment; he came earlier today. Link, Alex and I are planning to talk about work, would you like to stay and listen?" Ivanka stood beside Daddario, smiling at him.

Link forced a smile, not knowing what Ivanka was up to, but things being as they were, he couldn't stop it.

He walked over and hugged Daddario gently, kissing her cheek, then embraced Ivanka, stealthily pinching her ample behind.

This woman had many strengths and not a few faults, the most prominent being she made too many issues of things. Where other rightful wives might turn a blind eye to their husband's affairs and pretend ignorance, choosing to break up if life became unbearable—

But not Ivanka; she would actively seek out these women to chat, as if she was treating these matters like part of her job.

Link didn't know her intentions and, for now, could only go along with her.

——

Click!

Outside the office door, Link glanced back at the closed door, scratched his forehead, and took out a lollipop from his pocket to put in his mouth.


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