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章節 160: Chapter 155 | Thank you for your help~

The end of the meeting between Sarah and the two lawyers promised another beginning for Sarah and her little façade.

"...What do you mean, sir?" Sarah asked.

She was confused by what they were saying. After the tall, lean man who introduced himself as a director of a talk show walked inside the meeting Sarah and the two lawyers were having, he requested her presence for the next show.

"We won't put you in a tough spot, Sarah. All you gotta do is trust us, and we'll take care of the future of Lilian and you," Grit said with a sympathetic smile.

"Okay, let's do it," Sarah said.

The interview for her on live TV was truly going to be something, and that something wouldn't do any sort of good to Ian.

"Redbo TV is at the top when it comes to current trends in Hollywood. Since we need to proceed with things quickly, are you free on the day after tomorrow?" the director asked.

"Yes, sir. Uh, can I know what we'd talk about in the show?"

"Don't worry about any of it, now that you agreed, leave the rest to us," the director replied with a smile that gave shivers to Sarah.

"Okay," she said.

'If this would do any good for Lilian and me, I'm ready to take any step without hesitation' she thought to herself and smiled at the three men.

'Even if it includes walking on fire or thin ice'

She kept thinking about how risky all this is, and after all, she was just a girl who wanted to live to the fullest in her life.

One mistake was all it took to make more along the way. And that ruined her life, now she was left with no choice, but to move forward, so that she could simply live.

-

Two days later.

"What do you mean?" Ian asked looking directly into the eyes of the lawyer, who sat with Uncle Mason beside her.

"I meant exactly what I said. Somehow the appeal is under processing, and we don't see it moving forward anytime sooner."

Ian looked out the window thinking about what possibly could be happening.

"That is absurd, lawyer. Do you think there's something behind all of this?" Mason asked.

In the little office room that belonged to Mason, Ian was standing up and watching the buildings outside the building.

The news that the lawyer had brought was nothing but severe pain in the head.

"The appeal is stuck under an enormous amount of red tape, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think we gotta be patient for a little while."

"Sorry to interrupt, I have another bad news," Niko said and walked in, followed by Raelynn.

"What is it?" Ian asked looking behind.

"Uh, let me connect the tv," Niko said and walked around the table to switch the TV on.

With noise, the TV started and all the pairs of eyes were plastered on the screen.

"Welcome back to RedBo TV, brought to you by Goofy. Today, we have Sarah…." Thus, the host started the program.

[...] "... I felt used and thrown away. I-" she sniffed and continued her thoughts. "Ian… I was looking forward to a healthy relationship with him, and then, he just threw me away like I'm nothing. I- I can't believe I'm saying this all on TV-"

"Even we can't," Niko mumbled.

"I felt emotionally abused. I had high hopes for us, he promised things including taking me shopping, taking care of us, and even he talked about how excited he is to spend the nights we did," Raelynn went on talking while trying to garner sympathy.

"This is bullshit," Ian said loudly. "Can you guys see how hard she is trying to gain sympathy? For fucks said, every emotionally abused person out there must be cursing at me right now!" Ian thumped his fists on the table and groaned.

"Ian, calm down," Raelynn said behind him and rubbed his shoulder.

"Switch the damn thing off!" Ian said loudly and sat on the nearest couch.

"Wait, let's see what more she says, maybe we can use it against her during the trial."

On the TV, Sarah who was wearing a yellow gown, with her hair on her face, had her mascara everywhere.

With all the sobbing she was doing on TV, the audience was sympathizing with her.

Some of them had tears on their face, and some were already sobbing.

"I'm so sorry, Sarah. But, we'd like to know one more thing, what was Ian's reaction when he got to know about the kid?"

"I- I never said we were having a kid in the first place, I was scared. And I couldn't hold it in any longer considering I'm not financially stable to raise a kid on my own. But somehow… I met this lawyer, who thought that it's better if we went against Ian and gain whatever Lilian and I deserve," she said through grit teeth.

"Is Lilian here with you today? For the preliminary hearing, we saw that she was with you?"

"Oh yes," Sarah said and a man who was dressed in plain black walked in with Lilian who looked more silent than ever.

"Hello, Lily," Sarah said and showed her to the cameras.

The baby looked extremely cute, and people awed at the baby.

"What a cute little thing," the host said while making faces for which Lilian laughed.

[...] "Are you guys done?" Ian asked not being able to look at the screen anymore.

"We've gotta do something real quick," the lawyer said with widened eyes.

"The best thing possible to do is try and get the system to work. The appeal should be out of the red tape, and it might solve all our problems pretty quickly and easily," Ian said.

"I'll try my best," the lawyer said and stood up to walk out of the room.

"See you soon, lawyer," Mason said and walked her outside the office.

After a while, everyone was settled in different seats—well, everyone except for Ian.

He was still looking over the buildings.

"What are we going to do now?" Mason asked while walking back in.

"Start filming Home Alone 2. The last scene of Marriage Story is still there to shoot, and after that, within two weeks, Marriage Story should be out in theatres. Whatever this scandal is, we won't stop to give it much attention.

In the meantime, I need to talk to someone who I see is involved in this in a very subtle way," Ian said and walked out of the office.

"Let's just hope everything would go as planned," Niko said and sighed.

Ian walked out of the office and headed to Murphy's office.

Murphy who saw Ian walking in swift movements stood up immediately.

"Sir?"

"Murphy, contact the assistant of Jeff Sanson, and get an appointment as soon as possible," Ian said and walked in to sit on the chair in front of Murphy.

"Oh yes sir, sure," Murphy said and dialed the numbers to get Goofy in line.

-

[At Goofy building]

"Mr. Renner? This way,"

"Thank you, I think I'll manage," Ian said and walked to Jeff's office without a glance anywhere but his way.

"Excuse me?" Ian said and Jeff replied quickly with a 'come in'

Walking in, he was met with the most annoying yet I-look-kind face ever.

"Ian, long time no see!" Jeff said loudly faking a smile.

"Mr. Sanson-"

"Please call me Jeff, what happened?" Jeff asked looking genuinely concerned.

"Can I know why your company's TV channels are attacking me? Redbo is yours, and not just me almost everyone is fully aware of it."

"Huh?" Jeff frowned and in the next second his eyebrows raised in shock—realization. "About the interview with Sarah? Man, I have no idea why they are doing so!" he said.

"I doubt it, Jeff."

"I'm serious, and don't you worry about it anymore, I'll take care of it. It's good to see you again, but the situations aren't peaceful."

Ian sighed hearing his words.

'This man is someone who can't be trusted even if the world announced its' ending within two hours' Ian thought to himself.

"True that, how have you been?" Ian went along anyway.

"I've been great, and I wanted to ask for days, how is your next movie coming along?" Jeff asked.

"Well, one movie is already in the line, and the next one would be a sequel for the first movie I made, Home Alone."

"Home Alone 2 it is then,"

Ian nodded at his statement.

"Hmm… Ian, how about another proposal?" Jeff asked.

"The last one is still at a halt, Jeff. Go ahead."

"Home Alone 2 can be made by Renner Studio and Goofy, with a 50-50 shared ownership-"

With the first few words, Ian realized that Jeff was attempting to bribe him.

" -That way, things would be much easier for you in the future," Jeff said.

"I'll think about it, thank you for your help," Ian said and stood up to leave the office.

As soon as fresh air hit his nostrils, he took his cell phone out and switched off the power.

'This better be a fucking good night' Ian said and got into the sports car he brought along with him.

-

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章節 161: Chapter 156 | Felt so good!

Getting inside the car, he felt an unusual rush getting inside his body.

The engine came to life, with an angry roar, that worked to soothe the frustration that Ian had built.

He stepped on the accelerator twice and sped up on his way to get out of the city of angels.

'All I've fucking trying to do was to have a little bit of fun with this life! And you had to fuck it up!' Ian blamed the previous owner and sped up by 10 more than the speed he was going.

'First, they accused me of racism, now they're going to paint me as abusive?!'

His mindless driving suited every thought that he was having and was going through.

'I feel like everything in the world is against me reaching wherever I want to go!'

He drifted to the left and sped up again.

'No fucking matter how hard I try, there's something in the middle! That Jeff-!'

Ian thought and pulled his car to the highway.

'Fucking son of a bi- Saying a nice thing to my face and doing one hundred back stabbing'

As he was speeding up with all the thoughts chanting their preaches in his mind, he finally got off the highway and shifted to the normal road.

"Urgh!" He yelled as he saw how there were cars in mild traffic.

'THIS. GOT. TO. END!'

Ian said and escaped his way through the cars going left and right, ignoring the cars and other vehicles who were going at snail speed compared to Ian's.

'Finally, a road of peace!' he thought and got into the road where there were no vehicles to be seen in any distance.

The sky was plain blue, and after all the speeding up, he felt a deep feeling down his heart, and he felt heavy all of a sudden.

While driving, he kept looking at the plain sky. His big black eyes swiftly looked at the big moon which was visible through his way.

With a loud screech, his car stopped as he pulled the break as harder as possible.

"What the fuck?" He asked loudly, as he saw the roadblocks.

"Isn't this supposed to be some sort of a-"

*knock knock knock~*

His window was knocked by a strange man who had tattoos on his neck that was visible to the streetlights that reflected.

"Huh?" Ian asked as he rolled down the shutter and looked at the bald man.

"Are you here to race? What are you going to bet?" The man asked with a deep American accent, and his rough voice sounded as if he has been doing the same thing for hours.

-

*BEEEEEP!*

The sign went off, and Ian hit the acceleration at a speed that he never had.

Adrenaline rushed towards his veins, and his neck veins, forehead, and arms including every possible inch of the body were excited and thrilled by the sudden experience.

Ian's Pagani Huayra sped among the few other little cars who accelerated equally if not more.

Ian couldn't feel his limbs anymore, but he kept speeding more and more with every passing second.

His eyes were not able to keep up with the speed, but he felt a good rush taking over his body.

Within one minute and two seconds, he slowed down after the end line and hit the break.

"FUCKKKKKK!"

"YESS! THIS IS W-" *coughs!* "WHAT I WANTED!"

Ian screamed in his coarse voice as he looked side to side.

"He got out of the car and waved his hand towards the shouting crowd. There were men and women equally excited and thrilled.

"Man, you were dope. One more? I'd bet that this time you'd be first," A man with shades walked down to him.

"Why not?!" Ian said and smirked.

He handed Ian a bottle of water and walked back to where he was.

[...] "3... 2..... 1.... GO!" The black and white flag waved through with a bleep sound, making Ian press the accelerator harder than ever.

His eyebrows were frowned upon the road, as his heartbeat stopped for a few brief seconds.

There was anger, frustration, and clear annoyance written on his face with every turn he took.

His emotions were changing quickly, but it gave him more pump to push forward.

As he was closer to the end signal, he felt as if he had been holding up so many emotions and thoughts while he was busy with work.

And as he slowed down the car, with how his heart kept thumping loudly in his ears, Ian felt a sudden feeling of release gushing over him.

He stopped the car after slowing down, and walking out of it, people were cheering and looking at Ian.

"My man! You did it! So fucking great!" The same guy from the first round walked toward him.

Ian breathed out heavily and then gulped water.

"Fuck, I was the second and was 7 seconds behind before, how'd you even know dude? Are you a psychic?" Ian said and chuckled along with the man while walking off the road.

"Your emotions dude, you looked angry by how you rode through the cars. And fuck, this is your first time isn't it?" The man said and stopped in his tracks.

"Yeah, man. Felt so good, and so-"

"Powerful, as if you own the goddamn world?" The man laughed along with Ian and shared the bottle of beer he was holding.

"Exactly, and who knew this is this much fun! I think I'll participate in the next one too,"

"Go for it, take your price from that stop," the guy pointed towards a bunch of men who were wearing suits.

"Alright, give me your helmet," Ian borrowed the helmet that was being held by the guy and walked towards the fat men who were seated while looking at the road.

"Max Payton, the red car, won first place,"

"Ah yes, here's your money." Another bold man said while writing him off a check and dismissing him.

"Thanks," Ian muttered and walked down where he started to go on his third race.

[...] After two complete rounds of pure adrenaline playing the field, this round of race was comparatively less competitive.

Ian exited as the fourth from the front, and he was feeling pretty content.

Slowing down the car, he finally pulled the brakes.

"That was a good man!" The guy came down running again.

In a split second, there were loud siren noises that were heard from far away in the distance.

Both the men widened their eyes, and Ian visibly panicked.

"RUN RUN RUN RUN! CAR CAR! GET YOUR CAR, MAN! GET IN!" the guy got in with Ian, and both of them sped to the road.

"OH FUCK, ARE THEY STILL BEHIND?" Ian yelled through the sound of the car's engine.

"YES, A CAR! THE SOUND IS FROM IT! TAKE THE LEFT ROUTE!"

"VEGAS?!" Ian shouted and took the left turn without thinking too much.

His hands were numb from the last car race yet he had to keep going unless he wanted to end up in jail.

"THEY ARE SOMEWHAT FAR AWAY!" the guy yelled at top of his lungs.

"I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE ROADS, TURN THE GPS ON, SOON."

"Copied!"

They both crossed Vegas within the next thirty minutes, and the sound of sirens was still able to hear far in the distance.

"What's your name?" Ian asked.

"Felix, what about you?"

"Max Payton," Ian lied through his white teeth. "How long have you been associated with illegal street racing?"

"Eh, not long," Felix said and looked outside the window. It was almost midnight. "My girlfriend died last month, and this is one way to cope with it," he muttered.

"I'm sorry man."

"It's alright. Nice car you got here, is this yours?" Felix asked.

"Yeah it-"

"OH FUCK! THE CAR!" Felix yelled seeing the car coming towards them at high speed and that too from his side of the vehicle.

Ian who saw this later than Felix hit the break and turned to the left at the same time.

It all happened swiftly, yet Ian felt as if things were happening too slowly for him to figure out.

The car crashed into the tree that was on the side of the street, and the next thing to be heard was the siren noises getting closer to them.

"We are doomed! Fuck, I don't even have money!" Felix gritted, and Ian saw his busted lip from how fast the car stopped.

"You're bleeding-"

"So are you, are you okay?"

Ian wasn't able to reply to Felix as five cops took both of them out.

-

[Las Vegas, Police Department]

The clock at the police station struck 1.10 am, and for the right of the main office, Ian and Felix were sitting on the little bench, behind the bars.

"We deserve to talk to one person, officer!" Ian said and stood up, trying his luck.

"Come out! Get him out!" The officer who sat shouted as another officer opened the bars for Ian to get out.

"I'll take you with me," Ian mumbled and got out of the room, still cuffed.

The officer harshly uncuffed him and handed him the phone.

His first choice was Mason.

*Treeeen* *Treeeeen* *Treeeen*

The rings kept going, and no reply was heard from the other end.

After thinking a lot, he called one person who he thought would be able to help him.

Christopher Grey.


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