Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"Who's calling you so late?"

In the brightly lit bedroom, Taylor, wearing a nightgown and golden curls, was leaning against the headboard holding a music magazine. She didn't look up as she asked when he came in.

"The boss!"

"Ivanka Trump?"

Taylor lifted her head, her blue eyes flickering.

"Yes, she heard about the Grammy issue and called to criticize me."

Link lifted the blanket and lay beside Taylor, ready to look at the magazine with her.

As Taylor flipped through the magazine, she nonchalantly said, "Ivanka's figure is really sexy, such big breasts, such a big butt, what's it like to sleep with her?"

Link was taken aback, "How would I know? I've never slept with her."

"Really?"

Taylor stared at his face, her lips curling into a skeptical expression.

Link gently smiled and rubbed her shoulder, "Of course it's true. She's my business partner, not my lover. Why would I sleep with her? I have no reason to lie to you about this."

Taylor nodded slightly as if she believed him.

"What about Emma Watson?"

"Emma?"

Link thought about Emma and felt like it was a long time ago. He sighed helplessly, "That's all in the past, why bring this up?"

"Just making conversation. The magazine says being a couple and talking about private things can bring us closer. Go ahead, I won't mind, just like I never minded about you and Amber sleeping together."

Taylor brushed her hair lightly, smiling indifferently.

"Alright, we dated, but that was before we were together, so it wasn't cheating."

Link cautiously spoke, watching Taylor's expression.

Taylor nodded, "What about Gal Gadot?"

"You know Gal?"

Link asked, surprised, but knowing that Gal had frequented the Baker's little shop and had been on the yacht a few times, people like James and Michael knew, it was impossible to hide it.

"Yes! But that too is a thing of the past."

Link wrapped his arms around Taylor's shoulders, kissing her hair.

"What about Laura Vandervoort?"

Taylor continued to ask.

"Who's that?"

"The lead actress in 'Deep Sea Quest 2'? Have you forgotten her so soon?"

Taylor looked at him as she asked.

Link covered his forehead, exasperatedly said, "You don't think I sleep with every girl I meet, do you? Am I that lustful?"

"Yes!"

Taylor threw the magazine at him, lay down, rolled completely into the blanket, and turned her back to him, distancing herself by a foot. Experience exclusive tales on empire

"Hey, you said you wouldn't mind, are you lying to me?"

"Stop talking, let's sleep!"

Taylor mumbled from beneath the blanket.

Link shook his head, turned off the light, reached out to pull her into his arms. Taylor struggled for a bit, but couldn't break free, so she punched him in the chest.

The two frolicked under the blanket for a long while, until Taylor, exhausted, caused the undulating blanket to at last lie still.

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The seaside in Los Angeles was like Miami, the dawn breaking very early. Link ran back from the road lined with palm trees, his t-shirt soaked with sweat several times over, clinging tightly to his body.

When he returned to the villa, the sun had just reached the lawn, the roses in the garden blooming brilliantly, vivid reds, and pinks. The maid, Vanessa, carrying a bamboo basket, was snipping the branches, preparing to decorate the living room.

Meridian and Olivia were walking on the platform by the pool, one after the other, both Scottish Fold cats, with flattened ears, frail bodies, and a nobly slow walk.

Link, worried they might fall into the water, asked Vanessa to keep an eye on them.

"Link, here's today's newspaper; the fans were fiercely debating online last night, I've compiled some key opinions, take a look."

Assistant Anna walked in carrying a stack of newspapers and documents. Even with glasses and makeup, her dark circles were difficult to hide.

Link smiled gently, taking them and said, "Anna, don't stress too much. Go get some sleep, and we'll talk after you wake up."

"Link, Kanye, Lil Wayne, they all have lots of fans, and the current online public opinion is really against you."

Anna, seeing his casual attitude, grew even more anxious.

"I understand, it's all expected, don't worry, I won't cause a collapse."

Link said with a smile.

After Anna left, he first checked the online public opinion organized by Anna.

Compared to his own fans, seasoned celebrities like Kanye, Lil, and others clearly had more fans, and their voices were louder online.

At first glance, their voices seemed to represent mainstream opinion, which led many who were unaware of the facts to either wait and see or join the side with more people, launching criticisms against Link.

They believed that Link's attack on Kanye's condition was the first mistake.

Leaving early during Kanye's speech at the Grammy Awards was the second mistake.

Blasting Kanye, Lil, and even Obama after leaving was adding error on top of error.

Link had to step forward and apologize.

The public opinion was indeed furious.

In the newspapers, the Los Angeles Times, Hollywood Reporter, and other major publications reported everything Link said in interviews, almost always as front-page headlines.

'Link criticizes Grammy Awards, claims awards should not be given to singers without integrity'

'Link claims Kanye and Lil are ill, they are too arrogant'

'Link, during an interview at the Grammy scene, implied that the actions of Kanye and Lil were related to the new president, indicating his dissatisfaction with the new president'

Just by looking at these headlines, one could know how big the impact would be after the news was exposed.

Link skimmed through, didn't find anything new, and decided not to look further. Being the focal point of a media storm, the best thing to do was to stay calm.

Ding ling ling!

Ivanka called, "Did you see the newspapers?"

"Just finished reading."

"How does it feel?"

"It's a big deal, somewhat scary."

"Do you want to apologize? Someone called Link Music, hoping that I could urge you to apologize."

Ivanka said.

Link thought for a moment, "Do you think I should apologize?"

Ivanka didn't answer his question but analyzed the situation with him, California and the entertainment industry are Democratic strongholds, and Obama is a spokesperson for the Democrats, not apologizing would cause the public opinion to surge even more.

But if he did apologize, it would damage his image even more, as he hadn't done anything wrong yet was being forced to bow his head. His fans would be disappointed in him.

So, whether he apologized or not, the situation was very dire.

"I think you should be able to handle it since all this is your own doing, right Mr. Champion?"

Ivanka said somewhat gloatingly.

Link gave a light laugh, "Have you asked Mr. Thomp what he suggests?"

Ivanka didn't want to admit that she had called Mr. Thomp in the morning to seek advice, finding out that Mr. Thomp's reaction was nearly the same as how Link described it, considering it a trivial matter not worth worrying about.

This surprised her, Link seemed to understand her father better than she did herself.

"I didn't ask him; it's just a trivial matter, I can handle it, no need to ask him."

Ivanka said coldly.

"Right, what do you think we should do next?"

"Next, I will urge the Manhattan court to expedite the public defamation case against Lil and others for allegedly falsifying our company's new album data, and demand a public apology."

Ivanka said firmly.

"That is a good arrangement, I'll await your good news."

Link nodded.

He dared to publicly confront Kanye and Lil because he was confident in Ivanka. With his status and influence, as well as the connections behind Ivanka, the possibility of losing was not high under the current circumstances.

"Don't relax too much during this period. The song I asked you to write last time, how many have you written? If the sales of the second album do not match the first one, and the company suffers losses, I'll be forced into marriage, and you know the consequences."

Ivanka said chillingly.

"Understood, don't worry, they are all good songs; also, can you stop using your marriage to scare me? I'm not easily frightened; instead, I am curious about how you would take revenge on me after being forced into marriage?"

"Hmph, I bet you wouldn't want to know that."

Ivanka snorted coldly and hung up decisively.

Link shook his head, saw two cute pets approaching, put down his phone, picked up the two little ones, and gently stroked them.

"Where is your little master? Not up yet?"

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