Chapter 810: An Altercation!

"Is that Gisele?" Leonardo's voice wavered slightly, the hint of sorrow masked by a semblance of composure.

Martin affirmed with a nod, his tone tinged with certainty. "It's Gisele Bundchen, alright. Looks like she's with a Latin woman."

Leonardo's facade faltered at the mention of her name, his expression betraying a mix of nostalgia and regret.

Martin leaned in, his voice hushed yet urgent. "Hey, don't let it get to you here. Crying won't do us any favors. We've got our reputation to uphold, remember? The famous 'iron triangle' can't afford to be the subject of gossip."

Leonardo sighed heavily, reaching for the bottle, pouring himself a drink, and downing it in one swift motion.

Taylor, Karlie, and Blake exchanged perplexed glances. Leonardo, the renowned playboy, showing such vulnerability? And Martin, usually a jovial companion, now seemed more like an unsympathetic friend.

Silence hung over the group for a moment until Martin tapped the table gently. "If you want to go check it out, we've got your back. Rihanna included."

Leonardo shook his head resolutely. "No, forget it. It's all in the past. I don't care anymore."

Martin looked a bit disappointed at the lack of drama but didn't press further.

Taylor leaned over to Martin, whispering, "Is this how it always goes with you guys?"

Martin nodded knowingly. "Yeah, when it's just the three of us, we've got each other's backs."

Taylor couldn't help but ponder the peculiar dynamics of male friendship. "Friendship like this is quite something."

Just then, Rihanna returned, and Karlie and Blake excused themselves to the restroom together.

En route, they caught a glimpse of Gisele Bundchen seated at a booth, surrounded by a group that included the likes of Justin Bieber, who glanced their way and nudged Ryan Reynolds.

"Look, beautiful ladies," Justin remarked playfully.

Ryan turned, his gaze meeting Carly and Blake. One was nearly his height, slender and elegant, while the other boasted a striking silhouette.

The Brazilian singer Claudia chimed in teasingly, "Hey, no ogling in front of the ladies, that's not polite."

Justin extended a tattooed arm with a grin. "Forgive us this once, for Ryan's sake."

Claudia turned to Gisele with a raised eyebrow. "What do you say, Gisele?"

"Maybe everyone has different tastes," Gisele remarked, her eyes scanning the crowd of elegantly dressed men, including Leonardo and Tom Brady. Justin Bieber, with his street-style charm, stood out uniquely to her.

She smiled warmly and declared, "I'm a Justin fan. As a fan, I support my idol wholeheartedly."

Meanwhile, Ryan Reynolds, ever the gentleman, straightened his attire and sprayed breath freshener into his mouth a couple of times before turning to the group. "How do I look now?"

Justin chuckled approvingly, "Looking sharp, mate. You're almost as handsome as me tonight."

"Let's see how I fare," Ryan quipped, glancing towards the corridor leading to the restroom.

A few moments later, Karlie and Blake came out from the bathroom, their high heels clicking rhythmically on the floor.

Ryan observed them approaching, his gaze settling on Blake Lively, whose figure and demeanor seemed to perfectly match his aesthetic preferences.

In that moment, Ryan felt a spark, almost believing love had unexpectedly found him.

As Blake neared, Ryan stood up gallantly and positioned himself in front of the two women.

"Good evening, Blake," Ryan greeted with a warm smile, pulling out his phone. "I'm a fan of Gossip Queen. Could we take a photo together?"

Blake instinctively halted a couple of meters away, taking a slight step back. Karlie Kloss observed Ryan with curiosity, while Blake remained uninterested, having encountered similar advances from others.

"I'm sorry, this is private time," Blake asserted firmly, recognizing Ryan as the potential male lead from their near collaboration on "Green Lantern". "Please don't disturb our private party with friends."

Undeterred, Ryan persisted gracefully, "My friends and I are also here at a party. Why don't you join us?"

Blake followed his gaze towards Gisele Bundchen, prompting her curiosity. Politely declining further engagement, she interjected, "Thank you, but no need."

"Fair enough. I won't keep you then," Ryan replied with a hint of disappointment. "Blake, will you be in New York for a while? I have a few gatherings lined up; perhaps I could invite you?"

Blake, sensing his persistence, firmly declined, "I'm here for work and won't have the time."

Attempting to move past, she requested, "Excuse me, could you step aside?"

Ryan, still hopeful, suggested, "We could exchange contact information..."

Blake, running out of patience, cut him off decisively, "No, thank you."

The narrow bar aisle made it challenging to pass, prompting Blake to insist, "Please, make way."

Ryan reluctantly relented, "Alright then."

Despite the exchange, Ryan couldn't shake the feeling that there might be another chance.

Blake scowled, thoroughly irritated by the persistent stranger, and turned to navigate around another aisle.

Unexpectedly, Justin Bieber, ever unpredictable, suddenly leaped into view, blocking her path from the other side.

Karlie Kloss, initially unaware due to the angle, immediately stood on tiptoe and gestured vigorously towards their booth. Her striking height of nearly 1.9 meters made her impossible to miss in the crowded bar.

Meanwhile, Martin and Leonardo continued their banter, oblivious to the unfolding drama.

Taylor glanced up and caught Karlie's frantic signals. He nudged Martin urgently. "Looks like Karlie and Blake are in a bind."

Martin took notice and rose swiftly. "Trouble indeed."

Despite their ongoing playful digs at each other, Leonardo silently followed suit when faced with a potential altercation.

Taylor and Rihanna trailed closely behind as they hurried over.

Bruce, sitting alone at his table, appeared almost ghost-like as he drifted towards the commotion.

Martin peered down the aisle and spotted Justin Bieber, alongside another figure with his back turned.

The man sensed movement behind him and pivoted to face Martin.

Recognition dawned on Martin as he realized it was none other than Ryan Reynolds, the Green Lantern star, obstructing Blake and Karlie.

Moving in swiftly, Martin addressed Ryan with firmness. "Hey, man, it's not cool to block the ladies."

Justin Bieber, unfazed by Martin's intervention, retorted casually, "We just invited them for a drink, that's all."

"Step aside, please," Martin insisted, nudging Ryan aside with a bit more force, positioning himself protectively in front of Blake.

Ryan Reynolds, caught off guard, stumbled back and accidentally knocked over a glass of wine on the table. The glass shattered loudly, spilling wine across his pristine white trousers and new leather shoes.

Annoyance flickered across Ryan's face as he struggled to regain his balance, only to be jostled by Leonardo once more, nearly toppling him over.

The two tall women, Karlie and Blake, brushed past him without a second glance.

Martin ignored the commotion and focused on Blake, asking quietly, "Everything okay?"

Blake shook her head, whispering, "Just two guys trying to chat us up for no reason."

Martin took Blake's hand and Karlie's, motioning to the others who had followed. "Let's go."

Leonardo paused, his attention caught by a familiar face he glimpsed during the chaos. Turning around, he spotted Gisele Bundchen seated at the table with the troublemakers.

Clearly, Gisele was deep in conversation with the very men causing the disturbance.

Justin Bieber noticed Leonardo's intense gaze fixed on Gisele Bundchen and his temper flared. He stepped forward, positioning himself behind Leonardo's broader frame, and whispered sharply, "She's fine, I've had a taste."

Leonardo turned, eyeing Justin with disdain. To him, Justin epitomized the rough, street-smart type, a guy who seemed perpetually on the edge, living dangerously.

Seeing he had struck a nerve, Justin added fuel to the fire. "Plenty of action there."

Years of restraint snapped for Leonardo, and he swung a fist at Justin without hesitation.

Quick on his feet, Justin blocked the blow, his years of street dance training lending him surprising strength despite his smaller stature. The scuffle revealed Leonardo's physical bulk, hindering his agility.

"Stop it! Enough!" Ryan Reynolds interjected, rushing to separate the two.

Ignoring Ryan's intervention, Justin wrestled free and aimed another punch at Leonardo.

Before he could land it, Martin intervened, shoving Justin aside firmly. He glanced at Ryan sternly. "Let him go, Ryan."

Ryan complied immediately, holding his hands up innocently. "I just didn't want things to escalate."

Martin opened his mouth to respond, but Gisele Bundchen, alarmed in the booth, stood up abruptly. "Leo, what are you doing?"

Leonardo, momentarily caught up in his anger towards Justin, hesitated at her voice.

Justin, now standing, egged Leonardo on defiantly. "Let's settle this!"

Glancing at Gisele, Leonardo relented, turning to Martin decisively. "Let's go."

Ryan interjected hastily, "Sorry, everyone, just a misunderstanding..."

Martin and Leonardo left without looking back, their footsteps echoing with frustration.

As they walked, Leonardo muttered to Martin, "I want to knock that Canadian jerk out."

Martin nodded knowingly. "Let's make a call."

Understanding Martin's implication, Leonardo pulled out his phone and dialed Nicholson.

Meanwhile, Gisele Bundchen bid farewell to Claudia and departed with a touch of displeasure evident in her demeanor.

Justin Bieber trailed after them, lingering in the aftermath.

Alone in his car, Ryan Reynolds retrieved his phone, finding Jon Berg's number and dialing it promptly. "Jon, just had a run-in with Martin Davis at 54 Club. There was a bit of trouble thanks to Justin Bieber."

Jon responded calmly, "Let's meet tomorrow."