Chapter 685: Wedding Meltdown!

On the yacht, Leonardo let out a satisfied sigh as he finished shooting the final firework bomb, his expression akin to that of a contented goat in heat. Martin, gazing up at the lazy sheep dispersed across the sky, inquired, "Shall we head back?"

"Let's go!" Nicholson declared from the captain's seat, steering the yacht homeward. "Tonight's fireworks show was spectacular. I hope Depp appreciates the wedding gifts we sent."

Seated comfortably on the sofa, Leonardo remarked, "I must say, we excel at giving wedding gifts."

Martin nodded in agreement. "Remember Heidi Klum's wedding? And Alessandra Ambrosio's engagement? We're the go-to guys for special gifts!"

As Lorraine entered with the camera bag, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at their shameless boasting. She'd grown accustomed to their antics over the years.

Meanwhile, Martin scrolled through Twitter, searching for updates on Depp. Leonardo leaned in to peer at the screen. "Any news?"

"Not yet," Martin replied casually. "Even if Depp banned phones at the wedding, someone would have sneaked one in."

Nicholson chimed in, "And someone would've snapped a photo of the fireworks with Depp and Amber in the background. People can't resist sharing such a special moment."

Martin speculated, "What if Depp's outburst was part of our plan? It'd make quite the impact."

Understanding his intent, Leonardo grinned. "You just want to get back at him."

Martin quickly found a video titled "Depp goes berserk" and eagerly clicked on it. The chaotic scene unfolded before them, with Depp seemingly losing control, wreaking havoc at the wedding.

Leonardo chuckled, "Looks like we got under his skin."

"Not us," Martin corrected, pointing to the background. "See those fireworks? That's our handiwork."

Scrolling through the comments, they found a mix of scorn and mockery directed at Depp. Martin decided to amplify the humiliation by reposting the video and reaching out to their ally, Jessica.

After sending the video to Jessica, Martin noticed Leonardo scrolling through Twitter. "Isn't this just to embarrass Depp?" Leonardo queried, puzzled by their unusually petty tactics.

Nicholson interjected, his tone decisive. "We're not just embarrassing him. We're destroying his reputation, tarnishing his image, turning the audience against him."

Though the idea originated with Martin, he deferred to Nicholson's authority. With a sense of purpose, Nicholson declared, "Depp made an enemy of us, and now he'll pay the price. We'll ruin him, starting with his career."

Leonardo nodded in agreement, his expression grave. "Depp's reputation is crucial for the success of a big-budget film like that. If public perception of him turns negative, it could tank the entire project."

Martin interjected, his tone contemplative. "And don't forget about 'Transcendence'."

From his vantage point atop the yacht, Leonardo surveyed the scene below. "Depp's career will take a nosedive," he concluded, shooting a reproachful glance at Martin and Nicholson. "You two are real pieces of work."

As the yacht docked at the pier, the group quietly dispersed, leaving Bruce to handle the final preparations. Meanwhile, on social media, videos of Depp's wedding meltdown were going viral, sparking a frenzy of reposts and discussions.

Back on the island, amidst the chaos, Depp's agent, Whigham, paced anxiously, his phone glued to his ear as he desperately tried to salvage the situation. Meanwhile, Depp, in a state of drunken oblivion, showed no concern for the unfolding crisis.

Whigham sighed in resignation, accustomed to Depp's erratic behavior. Attempting to reason with him would only risk further aggravating the situation. Amber and their companions, eager to placate Depp, joined him in his indulgence.

Amber, bearing the bruises from the altercation, approached Whigham with a weary expression. "How's Johnny?" she inquired, her concern tinged with weariness.

Whigham shook his head, indicating Depp's state of inebriation. "Alcohol and drugs seem to be the only things keeping him calm."

As Amber observed Depp's drunken stupor, she wrestled with conflicting emotions. Despite her desire to leave, she remained tethered to her role as his wife, dictated by the demands of her position.

Finding solace in solitude, Amber retreated to a room, her thoughts consumed by the tumultuous events of the day. Alone on what was supposed to be her wedding night, she struggled to find comfort amidst the chaos.

The following day, news of Depp's wedding debacle spread like wildfire across entertainment media outlets. Despite the agency's efforts to contain the fallout, the videos continued to circulate, casting a shadow over Depp's reputation.

Megan Ellison, the head of Annapurna Pictures, wasted no time in addressing the crisis. Contacting Whigham directly, she demanded answers. "What's going on over there?" she demanded, her tone laced with frustration. "I've warned you about Depp's behavior. How did this scandal happen?"

Whigham defended, "Someone deliberately provoked Depp with fireworks, leading to the chaos last night."

Megan Ellison harbored only a sliver of faith in Depp's innocence. After countless incidents over the past few months, her instructions remained consistent: "Contain the news, stay optimistic about Depp, and ensure this doesn't happen again!"

Whigham reassured her, "The PR team and I are preparing for a press conference to clarify the situation."

With resolve, Megan hung up, directing her team to collaborate with Depp's camp to manage the fallout. However, as newcomers to Hollywood, Annapurna Pictures lacked the clout to quell negative press effectively.

The prevalence of damaging stories about Depp made suppression futile. At the press conference, footage of the wedding fireworks was shown, framing Depp's outburst as a justified reaction.

Yet, the optics were far from favorable. It was crucial to establish a legitimate rationale for Depp's behavior to salvage his professional reputation.

Media reporters seized upon the fireworks patterns, unleashing a frenzy of speculation. "It's a perfect fit for the Pee Queen!" one exclaimed, while another predicted, "Depp will be under Amber's thumb forever."

Tabloid reporters joined the chorus, scheming to capitalize on Depp's volatility. Eager for a scoop, they hounded his whereabouts after the conference, hoping for a juicy story.

Unfortunately for them, Depp remained inebriated on the island, oblivious to the media storm brewing.

Amber received another call from Megan, who vented her frustration over the situation. Aware of the stakes, Amber resolved to manipulate future incidents to secure her financial interests.

That evening, Amber coaxed Depp to watch the news coverage, hoping to provoke a reaction. She discreetly installed a camera, prepared to capture any outburst.

But Depp, though groggy from his stupor, remained lucid. Absorbing the news, he muttered darkly, "This has Martin Davis written all over it."

Amber probed, "Do you have any evidence?"

Depp spat, "I need damn proof. Davis is the only one who's crossed me lately!"

Unconvinced, Amber reminded him of past conflicts with the "The Lone Ranger" crew, including Jerry Bruckheimer and Gore Verbinski.

Enraged, Depp phoned Whigham, issuing a decree: "Anyone working with me must sever ties with Martin Davis if they want to continue our partnership!"