America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 776 769: You Wouldn’t Want to See Something Happen to the Sisters, Right?

Los Angeles International Airport, Martin, pulling a suitcase, walked out of the terminal building and stretched lazily.

He had been sound asleep in first-class throughout the journey, shrugging off the fatigue from last night's exertions, feeling revitalized and full of energy.

Thomas came over to help them put the luggage into the Escalade's trunk.

Bruce took the driver's seat of his own accord.

As the Escalade left the airport, Thomas opened his briefcase and handed the materials he had just collected to Martin, saying, "Here are the details about Billy Milligan and those two biographical accounts."

Lily and Elizabeth were waiting at home for him, a tough battle lay ahead, and Martin was resting with his eyes closed, "Let's hear it."

Thomas said, "The situation is slightly different from what we expected, the rights to both books are in the hands of Billy Milligan himself. After being released from the mental health center over a decade ago, he set up a small film production company in Los Angeles and once declared his intention to turn his experiences into a movie."

Martin was truly surprised and asked, "Did he make it?"

"He didn't shoot it," Thomas explained, "Those two books brought in a decent income for Billy, enough to cover his living expenses, with some to spare. A few years ago, he used this money to hire a screenwriter to adapt the two books into a screenplay called 'The Crowded Room'."

Martin opened his eyes, "That name sounds familiar."

Thomas reminded him, "You might have seen it in the media reports. Billy once gave interviews claiming he wanted to make a film out of this script that features multiple personalities, even considering inviting Tom Cruise or Leonardo to play the lead, himself."

That jogged Martin's memory, "Right, Leo mentioned this. It was all over the tabloids back then, using him and Tom Cruise as bait to draw attention. Leo didn't seem to respond, and the story quickly faded."

Thomas continued, "Exactly, the buzz died down quickly, and Billy's script was never sold, nor did he have the funds or capacity to produce it into a film."

Bruce interjected, "Isn't Billy schizophrenic, with twenty-four personalities? And he still managed to get a movie off the ground?"

"Mental health and psychology experts say that all the personalities have reached an agreement." Thomas, having reviewed the details, added, "He can now live a normal life and poses no threat to society."

Martin wasn't interested in these details and asked directly, "Is Billy interested in selling the rights?"

"We can try to make contact," Thomas advised, "We'd better act quickly, according to what I've gathered, Billy seems to have been diagnosed with a tumor."

Martin nodded, "Contact Jessica and secure the rights as soon as possible," he thought about what had happened before and emphasized, "Keep a low profile and move fast."

Thomas said, "I'll drop you off and then head to Burbank."

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Bruce cautioned, "Be careful when you go, that guy might have been released but he was once a dangerous individual."

Thomas decided to take a few bodyguards with him and added, "The series of incidents involving Billy can be seen as a public event, if negotiations don't go smoothly, we can adapt it as well, there won't be any copyright issues."

After pondering for a moment, Martin said, "To avoid complications later, let's first try to secure the rights, we can discuss other options if that doesn't work out."

The car entered Beverly Hills, deliberately passing through Century City to drop off Thomas, before heading toward Sunset Boulevard North District.

Upon entering the Davis Estate and stopping in front of the villa, Martin got out only to find that no one was there to welcome him, so he carried a bag into the hall himself.

The villa's front door suddenly closed, curtains automatically drew shut, and all lights went out.

Martin heard a familiar set of footsteps, so he stayed put.

Lily quickly stepped behind Martin, pressing a stone-carved blade-shaped sculpture into his lower back, saying, "Don't move, hands up!"

Martin was slow to respond.

Lily grabbed him by the back of his collar, "Move faster, or I'll stab through your kidney!"

Martin felt his lower back clothing being lifted, a cold, solid bar-shaped object pressing against his back.

He set down his luggage bag and raised his hands.

Lily was not done, "Cross your hands behind your back!"

Martin's hands slowly moved behind him.

"Quick, it's your turn to show up!" Lily shouted to someone not far away.

From behind the screen, a leg in black knee-high boots stretched out, and Elizabeth Olsen, clad in a red leather hunting outfit, stepped forward.

In her hand, she held a red rope.

Lily asked, "It's the right person, isn't it?"

Elizabeth tried to look fierce, but her smile turned sweet in front of Martin, "That's right, it's him! We've captured the American hero!"

Lily said, "Good, tie him up, we'll interrogate him carefully, then check him thoroughly to see if he measures up!"

Martin understood the first part, but what did the last sentence mean?

Elizabeth, adept with knots, quickly formed a loop, aiming to ensnare Martin's wrists.

Martin, playing along with their game and acting thoroughly, pretended to be subdued.

As the noose dropped, Lily instinctively moved back, pulling away the object pressed against Martin's lower back.

Just like the real thing, as soon as the knife was pulled back, Martin quickly grabbed Lily's wrist and snatched the knife from her hand.

He pulled Elizabeth around, pressing the stone knife against the young witch's neck, turned to face the opposite side, and commanded, "Don't move!"

The Lily on the other side, clad in a black tight leather suit, was twirling a carving knife between her pale fingers.

This custom-made outfit really accentuated the figure, causing Martin to look it over repeatedly: "Don't move, or I'll touch you!"

He suddenly laughed, brushing Elizabeth's chin with the back of his hand, and said to Lily, "Beautiful, you don't want to see her blood spatter, do you?"

"Let go of my sister, you villain!" Lily was full of dramas, her face a picture of righteousness.

Martin, like a major villain, said: "I can let her go, but you have to do as I say."

Elizabeth got into the act as well: "Don't mind me, you should get going!"

"Don't worry, I will save you!" Lily, with bright eyes, asked, "What do you want to do?"

Martin replied, "I want your skinsuit."

"Don't worry about me…" Elizabeth's words were cut off as Martin pressed the stone knife to her lips.

Lily said, "Don't touch her, I'll give it to you!"

Having said that, she turned the carving knife and slashed swiftly across her chest and stomach, the sound of splitting leather filling the air continuously.

Martin was surprised.

Elizabeth, worried, broke out of character: "Don't hurt yourself!"

How could the famous young artist Lily possibly hurt herself when she used her own body as raw material to create delicate artistic carvings, crafting a human sculpture?

Leather pieces fell to the ground, and the part revealed below looked like pink diamonds embedded in pristine white marble.

Martin commanded, "Come here."

Lily's righteous expression turned to one of humiliation. She moved step by step towards Martin and then, following his orders, did all kinds of unbelievable things.

The battle of the beauty against the dragon began.

Meanwhile, Bruce packed his bags in the annex, sent a message to Martin, took the Hermes gift bag, and left the estate for TMZ.

It was still before closing time over there, and he waited in the car for a while when Jody suddenly appeared at the passenger side, knocking on the window.

Bruce hurriedly opened the car door, let Jody in, and tossed the gift bag to her: "It's a sponsor's gift, I have no use for it, it's yours."

Jody glanced at the Hermes logo and wondered when Martin had ever partnered with Hermes.

"Where to?" Bruce started the car.

Jody said, "Take me home." She purposely asked, "You just came back from Boston and you're here to see me? Seems like our relationship has changed."

Bruce kept a straight face, coming up with an excuse on the spot: "I am Martin's agent and PR manager, of course I have to maintain a good relationship with America's number one gossip media editor."

Jody scoffed internally, thinking that all he cared about was Martin.

But she wouldn't say that out loud and pretended not to hear. She stared hard at Bruce, smiling coldly: "Good, you don't want to see negative news about Martin leaked, do you know what to do?"

Bruce nodded, making another sacrifice for Martin.

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At the Davis Estate, when the sky grew dark, Martin was dining and chatting with Elizabeth and Lily in the restaurant.

Lily was constantly rubbing her knees, clearly uncomfortable.

Martin pretended not to notice.

Elizabeth handed him some documents: "Lily and I chose a private jet."

Martin didn't look at them: "You've made a choice? Just place the order, and I'll pay later."

Elizabeth, however, opened the cover and placed it in front of Martin: "We've chosen a Bombardier Global 6000, which can carry up to 15 passengers, has a maximum range of over 10,000 kilometers, and is priced at around 60 million US dollars."

Martin quickly glanced at the relevant specifications and interior decorations and said, "Okay, let's go with that one, you handle the ordering."

Lily got excited: "Once the plane is delivered, the three of us will go up in the sky together!"

Elizabeth said, "Haven't you been tortured enough?"

Lily bared her teeth: "While he's teasing others, he's also getting teased!"

Martin looked up at Lily and, as if back in the Atlanta days, said, "Idiot, don't swear!"

Elizabeth wasn't interested in Atlanta slang but said nothing, took Lily, who had finished eating, to the living room: "Let's get in touch with the people at Bombardier and place the order."

Lily nodded, whispering softly: "Let's make this bastard Martin bleed!"

Martin went directly to the study after dinner and called Leonardo about the matter of "The Crowded Room" from years ago.

Leonardo said, "I'm not sure what's going on either. The gossip media suddenly reported it, and only then did I learn about this project. The character with 24 personalities doesn't interest me; it's too exhausting to play."

"It's because your acting is too poor," Martin retorted and hung up before Leonardo could respond.

Next, he called David Fincher, wanting to meet and discuss the project.

In Martin's view, David Fincher was more suitable than Knight Shyamalan to direct this type of movie.