章節 84: Chapter 84: Second Time?
Charles and Catherine arrived at the lounge area of the Mark Hotel ballroom, and they had the waiter send over a bottle of champagne.
"Carpe Productions is doing well. We should collaborate sometime," Catherine Zeta-Jones raised a toast with Charles.
"Congratulations on starting the sequel to The Mask of Zorro, and on winning an acting award at the Oscars last year. Now with the sequel in production, it's really great news," Charles, familiar enough with Catherine Zeta-Jones, spoke more relaxed.
When Catherine Zeta-Jones first came to Hollywood from England, her first man was the Hollywood producer Jon Peters. During their relationship, she charmed Jon Peters with her beauty.
Through Jon Peters, she landed some small roles, none of which were particularly notable, but she did get to know some people in Hollywood's upper circles.
Then she turned down Jon Peters' marriage proposal and met the famous director Steven Spielberg. With Spielberg as the producer, she shot to fame with The Mask of Zorro, followed by high-quality films like Entrapment.
So, it made sense that she accepted Michael Douglas' pursuit. The Douglas family had considerable resources in Hollywood.
Kirk Douglas was, after all, a top Hollywood male star in his early years.
Catherine Zeta-Jones' Oscar win for Best Supporting Actress in 2003 with Chicago definitely benefited from the Douglas family's resources.
"Actually, we've wanted to do a sequel for years, but we just couldn't find the right script," Catherine Zeta-Jones was very attached to her breakout role. The sequel The Legend of Zorro reunited most of the original team.
Most importantly, Catherine Zeta-Jones secured her highest career pay of $15 million for the sequel.
"As for sequels," Charles laughed. "Even Spielberg doesn't have many options now. Original films are really tough."
Though The Mask of Zorro was a complete story and didn't really need a sequel, it was hard to let go of such an IP.
"By the way, congratulations on your new baby daughter!"
"Thanks, but Michael's been in L.A. with the kids, and I haven't seen them for a while," Catherine Zeta-Jones, despite having two kids, still had to deal with Michael Douglas' numerous infidelity reports.
Charles gave an awkward smile. It seemed Catherine Zeta-Jones was a bit saddened. Marrying a man 25 years older, with a prenuptial agreement and dealing with Michael Douglas' playboy antics, surely made life tough.
Catherine Zeta-Jones, unaffected, stood up. "Charles, I'm going back to my room to rest now."
"Oh, see you then!" Charles stood and shook her hand, giving a light hug.
"I'm in..." Catherine Zeta-Jones whispered her room number into Charles' ear and hooked her finger in his palm before leaving gracefully.
Watching Catherine Zeta-Jones leave elegantly, Charles was dumbfounded for a moment. Was she suggesting a second round?
Catherine Zeta-Jones was 35, had two kids, and still maintained her beauty, especially with her striking flight attendant look in The Terminal.
However, that wouldn't last forever. Charles recalled that Catherine Zeta-Jones aged quickly later on.
Pouring himself a drink, Charles sat back and began to drink alone.
"Hi, sir, good evening. Mind if I sit here?"
Charles looked up. He vaguely recognized the woman but couldn't remember who she was. He nodded, and she sat down, poured herself a drink, and smiled. "I'm Jessica Biel!"
"Jessica Biel, the lead actress in this year's Blade: Trinity?" No wonder she looked familiar.
"Good evening, call me Charles."
"Don't you have a date?" Jessica Biel noticed that Charles was alone.
Charles shook his head and smiled. "I'm just feeling a bit tired, taking a break here."
Before Jessica Biel could invite Charles to dance, he preemptively mentioned he was tired, cutting off her offer.
Charles had seen plenty of women like this and knew their tactics well. After chatting for a while, Charles got up and left.
Then, Charles booked himself a room on the same floor as Catherine Zeta-Jones at the Mark Hotel.
When he knocked on Catherine's door, she pulled him inside.
"I thought you wouldn't come. After all, I'm not as young and fresh as those girls you know," Catherine joked, having just taken a bath and wrapped in a robe.
Charles pulled her by the waist and whispered in her ear, "I used to really like you when I was younger."
Catherine wrapped her arms around Charles' neck. "When you were younger? You must have been 16 when The Mask of Zorro came out in '98."
"Right, The Mask of Zorro, that film with the classic aristocratic girl who kept men up at night," Charles reminisced, leading her to the window to view Manhattan's nightscape.
"Aren't you going to cherish tonight?" Catherine smiled seductively, taking off Charles' suit and hanging it up neatly.
"Of course, I will," Charles ran his fingers through her hair and stroked her face, fingertips brushing her lips.
He leaned in to kiss Catherine. One by one, the shirt and tie fell to the carpet, deftly undone by her hands.
On the soft bed, the two fell into each other, bouncing slightly from the impact.
Pressing against her, Charles laughed at the flush on her face. "Maybe this is the last time to enjoy such a muse from my youth."
Holding his face, Catherine, in her partially opened robe, her chest rising and falling with her breath, said, "If it's the last time, why aren't you starting?"
Charles wasted no time, transforming into a medieval knight on a conquest. Entertainment industry couldn't be judged by ordinary moral standards; perhaps that was part of its allure.
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