Chapter 142 - Delivered Herself
"Well, I understand, then, when will the film start shooting?"
"I don't know," Eric took a sip of champagne and explained: "Look, first I need to go through the late phase of 《Running Out of Time》. After the film is released in July, I still need to make a TV show for Fox. Barry Diller asked me to personally direct the first two episodes, so I am not sure when the film will start shooting. Tom, you have not shot two this year. Is it a movie? Just give yourself a vacation break for a while, be an actor so tiring, and you can't enjoy life much longer. It's fun to enjoy your high pay whilst you can."
"Oh, is this according to you, you who has shot four movies this year, and I heard that you are also the producer of three other films. Isn't a madman who makes seven movies a year also not living life?"
"No, this is not the same," Eric is at He shook his head and repeated: "I am different from you."
Hanks could not help but roll his eyes and quip: "Are you an alien?"
"Yes ah, my journey is through the stars !"
They laughed together again, and the party continued until midnight in the end. Eric, although at the beginning he drank a few beers, did not drink much in total. So he refused to let anyone drive on his behalf, and he drove home slowly.
In order to avoid paparazzi, there were no street lights in front of many Hollywood celebrities' homes in Beverly Hills. Eric's house is also in such a situation. Therefore, when Eric got off the car and opened the door, the woman's voice next to him really made Eric startled.
The woman shouted his name and then appeared in the light of his car lights. Eric recognised the tall figure. It was for just a few days that there was no news of Nicole Kidman, for Eric. After proposing conditions that were full of bad taste, he temporarily put this matter behind him, and he did not expect that the other party would suddenly appear here.
"Nicole, why are you here?" Eric asked subconsciously, and couldn't help but look up and down the other's dress. At this time Nicole wore a black slim long trench coat with black shoes on her feet. With the high-heeled shoes, the girl's body seemed to be getting taller and taller. If you ignore the awkward hair that appeared in Eric's view, it is quite a bit of the chilly queen from his memory of his past life.
The girl couldn't help but step back under Eric's gaze, she then stuttered and said: "I... I understand, I... I am willing."
"To do what, marry me?" Eric I couldn't help but ridiculed that although the light was weak, Eric saw that the girl's white face was quickly blushed, so he stopped teasing and then took out the key to open the door: "Well, let me go in first."
Nicole returned to where he had just stood, pulled out a small suitcase and lowered her head into Eric's car.
Having parked the car, Eric took her to the villa and pointed to the sofa: "Nicole, you sit first."
Nicole put the suitcase on the sofa, took off her windbreaker and then hung it on the hanger. Then she sat down on the sofa in a restrained way. She saw Eric turned and walked into the kitchen. The girl's tight body relaxed and looked around, although the villa was designed in a modern minimalist style, there was exquisiteness everywhere, and although Nicole was born into a good middle-class family, she was still full of envy for the Beverly Hills mansion. She thought that, perhaps, if the man promises turn out to be true, she only needs a few years, and then she can buy a villa like this in Beverly Hills. When she though of this, the girl's heart is a little less disturbed, and she felt a little more expectation.
Eric quickly walked out of the kitchen with coffee, and Nicole quickly got up and wanted to take it from him.
"Sit down, now you are still a guest." Eric pushed a cup of coffee to the girl, saying so.
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General FictionAn advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams. From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over al...