America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

Rodeo Avenue, on the second floor of the Brioni Boutique.

A tailor master personally took Martin's measurements and let him choose suitable fabrics and basic styles.

Accompanying him, Elizabeth tugged at Martin and pointed to a piece of fabric, "This color is nice. You stand here, hm... I think it suits you well and can make you look more lively."

In such a trivial matter, Martin of course listened to his companion, "Master Pirlo, we'll take this color fabric then."

"Certainly," Master Pirlo immediately noted it down.

Elizabeth was delighted and pulled Martin to choose shoes and a bow tie next.

As they left the store and got into Elizabeth's Porsche, Martin said, "Let's go, now it's time to select a dress for you."

Elizabeth smiled sweetly, "Mine is easy to choose."

Martin was surprised, "You've got a sponsor brand already?"

Starting the car and heading toward the Century City Shopping Plaza, Elizabeth said, "No sponsor brand, wearing my sister's brand is just right for my status in the circle at the moment. In the future, when I can be like you, I won't lack sponsors for high-end fashion either. Maybe my sisters will sponsor me with a huge investment."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Martin laughed, "It's rare to find girls as big as you with such a clear understanding." He did not skimp on compliments, "Liz, you are a good girl."

"My sisters are amazing. Not only do they shield me from the wind and rain, but they also keep teaching me how to adapt to Hollywood." Elizabeth's eyes flickered and she suddenly changed the subject, "There's a saying on the internet now, when a man or woman tells another person that they are a 'good person,' it often means rejection or a breakup."

She asked with a serious tone, "Martin, are you breaking up with me?"

Martin responded, "Why would you think that?" He habitually used tactics to disrupt others' thoughts, "We fought through the encirclement and blockades of two villains, Leonardo and Nicholson, to finally be together!"

Elizabeth's smile was so sweet that even the gloomy sky seemed to be healed by her, as the sun peeped out from the clouds, almost as if it wanted to see who could shine brighter.

Arriving at the Century City Shopping Plaza, the Porsche drove into the underground parking lot, and the two took the elevator up.

The Olson sisters' "The Row" currently aimed for affordable luxury, mainly targeting a younger audience, which was a relatively popular brand that also suited Elizabeth very well.

Instead of getting a custom dress, Elizabeth simply picked a suitable one from the existing styles.

Martin also actively expressed his opinions, making Elizabeth feel that he was very attentive.

Since Martin's suit would inevitably be black, Elizabeth chose a sweet light-colored dress.

After Elizabeth tried on the dress and confirmed it, and after picking out shoes and accessories, Martin went ahead and paid with his card.

Elizabeth was helpless, "It could have been put on the tab."

Martin shook his head with a smile, "This is something I should do."

Exiting the store, the two continued shopping.

Elizabeth whispered, "Come with me to the supermarket; I need to buy some feminine products."

Martin took her hand, "Let's go."

...

The Century City Shopping Plaza was bustling, one of Los Angeles's busiest commercial centers.

Many celebrities were also common sights here.

More than half a year ago, Brad Pitt, whose travel restrictions had been lifted, walked into the shopping plaza alone with messy long hair tied into a ponytail, looking like a street artist.

He hadn't shopped for such a long time; he first headed to the first-floor supermarket to buy daily necessities.

Many eyes looked over at him, landing on Pitt.

Pitt was very familiar with such scenes; in the past, they were all curiosity, envy, and admiration.

Now, most were disgust and mockery.

Pitt noticed that quite a few parents with daughters deliberately pulled their children away to avoid him.

Whispers reached him, "Girls must be careful to protect themselves outside, especially stay away from perverts and rapists."

"That's Pitt; stay away from him if you see him, he forced himself on dozens of women, it's terrifying."

"What's with the Los Angeles legal system? Why is this kind of person not locked up in prison..."

Pitt hadn't felt it in open spaces before, but in crowded indoor areas, he could constantly hear other people talking about him.

It was hurtful.

But Pitt could endure it; he had suffered much humiliation over the year.

His acting career was basically over, with not a single film offer since the incident.

All the brands he had endorsed had terminated their contracts with him, many still seeking damages for breach of contract, like Cadillac, although they weren't pursuing it very aggressively, the case was still hanging there.

Even the board of directors of Plan B Entertainment had expelled him from the company's management; after two rounds of investment, the largest shareholder and actual controller had become that woman, Jennifer Aniston.

Pitt shoved his hands into his pockets and gradually approached the supermarket entrance.

As he got close to the crowded area near the supermarket, all he saw were cosmetic counters.

Pitt saw two familiar figures.

On the left pillar, there was a huge advertising poster colorfully painted with Jennifer Aniston endorsing a skin care series.

On the right wall, Angelina Jolie strongly recommended a makeup series.

Seeing these two, Pitt suddenly felt like crying. His girlfriend and wife had both been taken by that bastard!

Over the past year, he had seen more than once in tabloids or on TMZ that bastard Martin Davis appearing in the same hotel as Aniston and Jolie.

As someone from inside Hollywood, Pitt could only think of one possibility, these shameless people were playing a threesome.

Pitt was very angry about it, not just because of the weight on his head.

Waking up in the middle of the night, he often wondered, why could Martin play with Jolie and Aniston together, but he couldn't?

So, despite facing numerous setbacks, Pitt grew to hate Martin even more.

He arrived at the supermarket entrance and saw what might have been the most eye-catching huge poster in the whole mall.

Supreme Leader Martin Davis recommended Coca-Cola for the Cola Cult.

"You are the Sect Leader, and I am the Saintess, wouldn't that be wonderful?" A sweet and refreshing voice came from beside him, and Pitt turned his head subconsciously. The voice was still speaking: "Excuse me, Sect Leader, how does a Saintess get promoted?"

Pitt saw Martin and a sweet girl following him.

The smile on the girl's face seemed to sweeten someone's heart, as if it healed Pitt's heartache.

But when Pitt saw the girl's hand tightly clasping Martin's five fingers, his trembling heart felt like it was in an earthquake, pushing flames upwards.

Martin felt something was off and immediately pulled Elizabeth behind him while catching sight of Brad Pitt.

Pitt approached in Martin's direction, noticing the burly Bruce quickly moving to Martin's side, his hand reaching inside his clothing, which unconsciously made him stop.

Having experienced life and death situations, Elizabeth took cover behind Martin while immediately letting go of his hand. Your next chapter awaits on empire

She knew it wasn't the time to talk, and the best help she could offer Martin was to not become a burden.

So, Elizabeth quickly took cover behind a thick column.

Pitt smiled towards Martin's direction, "Martin Davis."

Martin also smiled, greeting warmly, "Hello, Pitt."

"I'm not good, not good at all," Pitt said, his tone dark and somber. "My wife was taken by you, my girlfriend was taken by you, even the endorsements were taken by you. You're doing fine."

Martin shook his head: "You did something wrong but blamed it on others."

Seeing many people reacting and starting to pull out their phones, he called out to Bruce, "Let's go."

Martin nodded towards Elizabeth's direction, ready to enter the supermarket.

Bruce kept his eyes on Pitt the entire time.

Pitt, seeing the person just walk away and looking at the posters of Jolie and Aniston on both sides, couldn't help feeling resentful, "Your bodyguard is very dedicated, I wonder if he ever dozes off? Is that your new girlfriend by your side?"

Hearing this, Martin turned around sharply, gave Pitt a look, did nothing else, and pulled Elizabeth into the supermarket.

Elizabeth was somewhat worried, "Are you okay? Shall we go back?"

Martin reassured her, "It's fine."

Elizabeth decided against continuing to shop and went straight to the appropriate shelves, grabbed some women's products, and hurriedly urged Martin to check out.

Once in the car, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why is Pitt acting like that?"

Martin said directly, "He's put all the blame for Jolie and Aniston breaking up with him on me, and indeed we've had several conflicts."

Elizabeth reminded him, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, it's a small matter," Martin said with a smile. "I'll take you home first."

Knowing Martin probably had things to do, Elizabeth didn't make any fuss, "I can drive myself back."

Thinking of Pitt, Martin insisted, "I'll take you back first."

Arriving on the south slope of Sherman Oaks, Martin watched Elizabeth's Porsche enter the Olson Family's mansion, then turned and got into the Escalade driven by Bruce.

Bruce was not driving and asked, "What do you want me to do next?"

Martin did not respond but asked, "Does Pitt still live in the mansion in Beverly Hills?"

Bruce nodded, "Yes, he's always lived there. Are you really thinking of getting his property?"

"Originally I was just thinking about it, but now it seems necessary," Martin said before asking, "How is Pitt's financial situation?"

Bruce explained roughly, "He has less cash flow and more fixed assets. Nearly two-thirds of the people he's wronged have reached out-of-court settlements with him. Majority of these accepted his cash compensation, and some are preparing to sign an agreement. The remaining third are demanding higher indemnities."

After pondering for a moment, Martin said, "Contact Ivan for me, tell him to find a way to incite those victims to demand more compensation from Pitt."

Bruce nodded, "I have a way."

Martin pulled out his phone and found Thomas's number, continuing, "I'll have Thomas try to get in touch with the brands previously endorsed by Pitt, especially Cadillac. I remember Cadillac was considering suing Pitt for breach of contract."

"That's true," Bruce said. "Because after you signed with Cadillac, their business performance improved significantly, and they put that issue on hold for the time being."