Chapter 161: Mrs. Doubtfire

In the evening, Arthur took Monica Bellucci back to the Marriott Hotel in East Hollywood.

In the car, Monica Bellucci leaned into Arthur's arms. After a passionate kiss, she said, "Remember to call me. I have to cooperate with Coppola's film shoot for a while."

Arthur nodded, feeling Monica Bellucci's curvy figure in his arms, exuding mature charm and infinite allure.

"You are such a sexy enchantress," Arthur said as he moved his hand from her dress to her 36D chest, then kissed her again.

"Arthur, don't rush," Monica Bellucci smiled and put a finger on Arthur's lips, "We have plenty of time. I'll be staying in Hollywood often."

"Indeed, we have a lot of time ahead," Arthur laughed, tidying up Monica Bellucci's disheveled dress. "Next, I need to go to New York. When I get back, I'll show you around Los Angeles properly."

"Sounds great, I look forward to it!"

After watching Monica Bellucci enter the hotel, Arthur smiled. He wasn't worried; he didn't think she could resist him.

Right now, the most important thing for Galaxy was the stock acquisition of ESPN with KKR Group. He had to discuss loans with Merrill Lynch and Goldman Sachs and deal with pressure from competitor Hearst Corporation.

After all, Monica Bellucci was filming Bram Stoker's Dracula. It was her first time participating in a Hollywood movie, so she would take it seriously.

Also, modeling was her original profession. She would likely seek business collaborations in America and wouldn't return to Italy anytime soon.

After starting the car, Arthur headed directly to his Malibu beachfront villa, where Jennifer Connelly was staying.

Nicole Kidman had only stayed for two days last time before joining the Billy Bathgate crew for promotion. Now, Jennifer Connelly was the one with more free time.

Although Scent of a Woman had started shooting, her scenes weren't scheduled yet, so she wasn't needed on set.

"Arthur," Jennifer Connelly was delighted to see Arthur arrive.

"Darling," Arthur, already heated by Monica Bellucci's teasing, immediately embraced Jennifer Connelly in her nightgown.

"Mmm," Jennifer Connelly felt his passionate kiss and responded warmly, wrapping her arms around him.

Soon, they stripped off their clothes and fell onto the bed in the bedroom.

After a round of passion, Jennifer Connelly, still unsatisfied, smiled and touched Arthur lying on her. "What's up? You seemed particularly enthusiastic tonight."

Arthur, leaning on her chest, said, "Maybe I'm just excited lately. You know, Galaxy is investing in some cable movie channels."

"BET, the Black Entertainment Television channel," Jennifer Connelly ran her fingers through Arthur's hair, surprised. "Why did you choose a channel for African Americans?"

"It is an investment."

"Alright," Jennifer Connelly shrugged, "Do you have confidence in the box office for The Addams Family? It's the last movie Orion is releasing this year."

"Absolutely," Arthur kissed her chest, "I personally approved The Addams Family. It will give the company a perfect finish for the year. Almost got sold to Paramount by producer Scott Rudin. Luckily, I fired that old guy!"

The Addams Family had a good gothic and death-style family IP. The comics had some fans.

In the future, Galaxy could develop an animated The Addams Family.

Tim Burton's spinoff series Wednesday was also hugely popular. It would be foolish not to keep such a good IP.

"By the way, your scenes in Scent of a Woman will probably be filmed early next year," Arthur looked at Jennifer Connelly. "No new projects this year, won't you get bored?"

"It's okay. I signed up for some training classes at several acting schools to improve myself," Jennifer Connelly caressed Arthur's chest.

"The results of Career Opportunities and The Rocketeer are known to everyone. I couldn't even succeed as a trophy. A break is good. Even if I wanted to make a movie now, I wouldn't get good roles. I can only get sexy eye candy roles in indie projects."

Now, with Arthur, Jennifer Connelly didn't have to worry about money. Living in Arthur's Malibu beachfront mansion, life was comfortable.

Arthur lay flat on his back with his hands behind his head and said, "Amy got the adaptation rights to a novel, Mrs. Doubtfire. She plans to have Chris Columbus direct this family comedy.

The story is about a cartoon voice actor, Danny, who disguises himself as an old British nanny to become his ex-wife's housekeeper to see his kids more often, leading to a series of comedic events.

It will start development next year. You can play the eldest daughter then."

Mrs. Doubtfire was similar to Winona Ryder's Father of the Bride, both family comedies involving marriage issues.

Father of the Bride was set to release next month, and Arthur believed it would do well at the box office. He was confident Galaxy's Mrs. Doubtfire would perform even better.

Jennifer Connelly nodded, "I'll follow your arrangement."

"Participating in successful commercial films greatly enhances an actor's value," Arthur knew Jennifer Connelly was struggling to get roles due to her recent flops.

Mrs. Doubtfire and Scent of a Woman were supporting roles, but they were good films.

Otherwise, Jennifer Connelly would be stuck in low-budget indie films, relying on her nude scenes as selling points.

"Recently, my agent mentioned some European film projects needing me," Jennifer Connelly said. "Unfortunately, after skimming the scripts, I found they all had bed scenes and required me to dress scantily."

Arthur laughed, "Ignore those. Finding a good script in those projects is harder than winning the lottery."

"Next year, focus on Scent of a Woman and Mrs. Doubtfire first."

"Okay," Jennifer Connelly embraced Arthur, "Let's rest now."

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