Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 470 - 386 Eva’s Cooking Skills_2

You are so beautiful

Just the way you are

Just be yourself

And when you smile

When you smile

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The whole world stops and stares for a while

Cause girl you’re amazing

Girl, you are so beautiful

Just the way you are

Just be yourself

...

Upon hearing the first few bars, Eva wasn’t overly surprised, but as it continued, she couldn’t help but cover her red lips, her beautiful eyes blinked as she gazed at Link in earnest, a flush spreading from her ears to her cheeks.

Ding ding dong dong!

After Link finished singing, he raised his hands and stood up from the piano.

Clap clap clap!

Eva couldn’t help clapping enthusiastically, like a little fan girl.

"Is this something you just wrote? It’s a very good song, I can guarantee it could absolutely be a number one hit."

Eva said with a smile.

"I don’t know, it seems familiar, I forgot where, I will call The Help in a moment."

Link said, wrapping his arms around her and heading back to the dining table.

"So, what you wanted to tell me is that I should just be myself?"

At the dining table, Eva looked at him and asked with a slight smile.

"Yes, you are perfect just the way you are. There is no need to change anything for me."

Link responded.

"But what if next time you go and complain to Taylor again, giving Taylor the chance to mock me for not being a competent girlfriend? What should I do then?"

Eva asked.

"Did Taylor really tell you about the cooking? Are you two that close?"

Link asked in surprise.

Eva pursed her red lips, "Taylor and I don’t get along well, but we have a lot of common topics concerning you. When we’re free, we talk about you, and as for what we discuss, that’s our secret and I can’t tell you."

Link felt tense upon hearing this; in theory, ex-girlfriends and current girlfriends should hate and despise each other, but Eva and Taylor still kept in touch, often discussing him, making him feel like he was being ganged up on by his ex and current girlfriend.

Link thought he needed to be more careful around Taylor, not to treat her as a confidante, sharing everything. Him sharing this with Eva seemed like Taylor was also using Eva to deal with him, keeping him from bothering her.

Realizing this, he fell silent. They had broken up half a year ago, and their contact had gradually decreased, making their relationship more distant. It seemed he really shouldn’t bother Taylor anymore, as it would be better and fairer to her.

"Alright, I won’t talk to her about those weird things anymore. Can I just see the kids in the future? You can come along whenever you have the time."

Link suggested.

"Let’s agree on that. Although these past few days, while learning to cook, I really found some joy in serving others, especially doing it for someone I love,"

Eva said with a smile.

"You can cook on holidays, and let the maid handle it on regular days."

"Okay!"

Eva poured a glass of white wine, insisting on clinking glasses with him, saying it added a sense of ceremony to sealing the agreement.

After dinner, Eva returned to her study to deal with work matters, while Link recorded a short clip of "Just the way you are" and sent it to Mars from The Help and his team members, asking what they thought.

After a while, Mars responded saying it sounded great, asking if it was his new song?

Link was surprised; the song was written by Mars for his girlfriend, how could he not have heard it? Was it possible that with a change of company, he didn’t meet that girlfriend and therefore never wrote this song?

The Help also commented positively, asking if it was complete?

Link sent the short sample and lyrics to Grammy, asking Mars’s team to re-arrange it and to sing it again for a listen.

Mars was in the studio preparing his second album and managed to record the song within an hour, sending it back to Link for his opinion.

Link listened to it once and felt it still lacked something, especially Mars’s emotional touch on the song delivery, and there were also some issues with the arrangement.

He sent a message saying it wasn’t good, pointing out several issues with the harmony and accompaniment, asking them to refine it further. If Mars could perform it well, he would give him the song.

Mars promptly called to thank him, assuring he would perform the song well.

"Just the Way You Are" was Mars’s breakthrough hit, topping music charts in over a dozen countries including the United States, Australia, Canada, Ireland, New Zealand, and Britain, and it also helped Mars win the Grammy Award for Best Male Artist.

The song is of high quality and very popular, a staple at weddings, and often played on "Day Day Up."

Link had thought about making the song his own, but decided it was better left with its original owner.

Firstly, Mars’s sultry voice suited it better than his.

Moreover, he was already a top figure in the music industry, and having another hit song wouldn’t significantly boost his fame, whereas for Mars, such a song could greatly enhance his reputation, boost album sales, and accelerate his rise to the top.

From the perspective of Link’s music career development, letting Mars sing it was more advantageous.

"Are you done with your work, how about we play some tennis?"

Ivanka came downstairs carrying a tennis racket, dressed in a white bandeau that showed off her fair, flat stomach, and olive green leggings that highlighted her curvaceous hips and long, shapely legs, with muscles gently outlined, neither too thick nor too thin.

She was also wearing a green headband and a pair of wristbands, exuding health and vitality.

"I remember you saying you didn’t like playing tennis, worried about bulking up, so why suggest it now?"

Link put down his pen and stood up to speak.

"I think you were right, we used to live very different lives, from daily dietary preferences to lifestyle habits, to sports activities, but now that we are a couple, if we want to stay together for a long time, we need to learn to move closer to each other, otherwise, even if we are together, we won’t feel happy or fulfilled," Ivanka said.

Link smiled lightly, "There’s no need for that, as long as you let me in your bed at night, there will be no barriers between us."

Ivanka paused, looked at him, and said, "If you want to sleep with me, you could do it right now."

"Really? How should I do it, just pin you down?"

Link said, laughing.

"No, just propose to me, and I’ll immediately give you 80 points, even 100 if you dare," Ivanka said, batting her long eyelashes.

Propose?

Link was momentarily stunned and somewhat surprised, as he had never considered marriage, mainly because he was too young at just 21 years old, which seemed too early at his age in any country.

After getting married, his status would change, no longer the eligible bachelor but a married man, possibly with children. The thought was quite frightening.

"Do I have to marry you to sleep with you?"

Link felt that conquering her would be more challenging than with Taylor.

Ivanka looked at his cheek and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Because my mom is Czech and lives in a very conservative area, she insists that I must be engaged to a boyfriend before sleeping with him, otherwise I’ll never be happy in life, and I promised her."

"So, that’s why? Well, wait, have you ever been engaged before?"

"Of course not!"

Ivanka glared at him, picked up her racket, pushed past him, and walked out of the villa.

Link was stunned for a moment. If what she said was true, then she might be...

Impossible!

With her peach-shaped figure, explosive chest, and seductive expression, she seemed like a highly experienced woman. How could such a woman have never been with a man?

Even Jesus wouldn’t believe it.

What was her purpose in lying?

To trick him into marriage?

"Hey, what are you thinking about, do you still want to play tennis?"

Ivanka shouted from the lawn.

Link set aside his mixed thoughts and joined her on the tennis court.

Playing tennis with Ivanka was a pleasing sight, watching her run around the court, her breasts bouncing, and her pale, flexible waist and long, straight legs...

Bang!

It was only when a tennis ball hit him in the forehead that he stopped ogling and focused on the game.

The match was a best of five sets, each set five points, and he won the first match by taking three straight sets cleanly.

Ivanka, not willing to accept defeat, insisted on a rematch.

In the second match, he won again with a significant score difference.

Despite the sweat drenching her and her leggings soaking through, and her leg muscles trembling slightly, Ivanka still insisted on another match.

Seeing her barely able to hold the racket, Link advised her to stop and practice another time.

Ivanka insisted on playing, declaring that she could definitely win this match.

With no other choice, Link let her win one.

In the end, Ivanka smiled and claimed her victory.

Link didn’t argue but as he watched her back, he recalled the matter of adding points. If a proposal meant an increase of eighty, could it be a trap?