Chapter 295

Originally, Arthur always thought he had to wait until Michael Jordan retired to get a chance to persuade Donald Sterling to sell the Los Angeles Clippers.

Unexpectedly, the Seraphim was quite capable and managed to collect so much dirt on this guy through his own hints!

One of Arthur's strengths was always getting things done without dragging his feet. Seeing Donald Sterling walk out of the room a bit shakily, Arthur started thinking about building a landmark sports arena in Los Angeles.

Later, Arthur called his consultant Jim Colter. Arthur wanted to personally secure a $200 million loan from the bank to acquire the Los Angeles Clippers and build a new home stadium for the team.

Given Arthur's current assets, a $200 million personal loan was entirely feasible. With the ever-thriving Galaxy Group, the bank would provide even more money if needed.

"Ah, Arthur, good evening!" Arthur had just walked out of the room and bumped into Sandra Bullock.

Arthur nodded in acknowledgment, "I think I saw Sylvester Stallone earlier. Is it your Demolition Man premiere party?"

Sandra Bullock nodded, "Tonight's the premiere. After the event, we came to the club to celebrate!"

"Would you like to come in for a drink?" Sandra Bullock asked, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Arthur in a strapless mid-length dress.

Arthur glanced at her; the two had been together once before, but Arthur had long forgotten about it.

"Sure," he agreed and went back into the room with Sandra Bullock. Demolition Man starred Sylvester Stallone and Wesley Snipes in a sci-fi action flick, and Sandra Bullock was practically the eye candy in the movie.

Sandra Bullock sat on the sofa, eyeing Arthur with a fiery gaze, "Arthur, the Galaxy Group had another great year. Congratulations."

Arthur smiled, reaching out to caress her face. "How have you been lately? Stallone's disaster-action film, Cliffhanger, was quite successful this summer. If Demolition Man does well, you'll become much more well-known too!"

Though Cliffhanger had a $70 million investment, the box office earnings were also good, with $84 million in North America and $200 million globally. It was Stallone's best-received and top-grossing film since the Rambo series.

Sandra Bullock glanced at Arthur Smith standing before her, "I hope so too. This year, I have three movies releasing, including an earlier romance film and now the premiere of Demolition Man. But there's another film that might not do well; it's a drama adventure film about the Amazon jungle called Fire on the Amazon, and it has some explicit content."

"Explicit content? I thought you were more into romantic comedies?" Arthur had no idea Sandra Bullock had done that type of film.

"I signed the contract. I heard it's restricted in some screenings," Sandra Bullock said, pulling Arthur's hand to her chest.

Arthur felt the softness for a while, then walked to the wine rack beside him. "Didn't you say you wanted to drink something?"

Sandra Bullock laughed and stood up to join him. "If I drink more, I'll get drunk. Do you want me drunk?"

Arthur pulled her into his arms, slipping his hand under her top, and whispered in her ear, "I kind of forgot how it felt last time."

Sandra Bullock, nestled in Arthur's arms, teased, "Do you want me to help you recall that feeling?"

Arthur lowered his head and kissed Sandra Bullock, slipping off her top in the process.

Sandra Bullock responded, simultaneously unbuckling Arthur's belt behind her back.

"Arthur, do you want me to stay tonight?" Sandra Bullock, nestled in Arthur's arms, licked her lips while clinging tightly to him.

"I have plans tonight," Arthur said, as Catherine Zeta-Jones was still waiting for him outside.

"What a shame," Sandra Bullock said, turning around to kiss Arthur.

"Whew, you really understand what men enjoy," Arthur whispered softly.

Half an hour later, Sandra Bullock looked at Arthur with infatuation. "Did you recall it?"

Arthur nodded, straightening his clothes. "I remembered. Next time, I'll reach out to you!"

Sandra Bullock smiled, "You better make sure to reserve more time."

Arthur soon left the room and returned to the Bel Air villa with Catherine Zeta-Jones.

After showering, Catherine Zeta-Jones joined Arthur in bed. "What happened tonight? Did you talk to that man about something? He didn't look happy when he returned early. And you looked delighted when you came back."

Lying against the headboard, Arthur looked at the stunning Catherine Zeta-Jones, taking off her nightgown and resting her against his chest. He explained, "That guy is the owner of the NBA's Los Angeles Clippers. At the club earlier, I convinced him to sell the team to me. He probably wasn't willing but couldn't refuse my offer, so he was unhappy."

"I see," Catherine Zeta-Jones didn't understand much of that. "Arthur, I will soon return to Canada to film Legends of the Fall, so I can only be with you for a few more days."

"No worries, there will be plenty of opportunities," Arthur said, letting her lie on his chest. "You'll spend more time in America in the future."

"Mm," Catherine Zeta-Jones trusted that Arthur could help her establish a foothold in Hollywood.

She then bowed her head and started kissing Arthur's neck, her chest pressing tightly against his.

Soon, she kissed down to Arthur's chest and seemed to recall something, reminding him, "Recently, The Sun newspaper reported some rumors about you and Nicole Kidman. They even brought up her past with Tom Cruise."

Arthur, exploring Catherine Zeta-Jones's body with his hands, casually remarked, "Don't worry about it. Everyone knows what The Sun is like.

Besides, News Corp has always thrived on that kind of thing. My Daily Mirror and The Sun are fiercely competing in the UK now. They'll have plenty to deal with."

Honestly, the Daily Mirror from Mirror Group was pretty much similar to The Sun.

"True," Catherine Zeta-Jones chuckled and then slipped under the covers. Soon, sounds of hissing and shivers could be heard...

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