America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 552 - 545: You Call the Police, I Call the Police too

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Stepping out from the main entrance of the Hilton Hotel, Toni was immediately surrounded by a horde of reporters bombarding her with questions. The inexperienced woman stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

It took her a while to recover, and then she remembered Ben Affleck’s advice and began to sob loudly while holding her child.

As Toni cried, the child also cried along with her.

The tears of mother and child easily stirred sympathies.

A reporter loudly asked, "Please tell us, what did Martin do to you both?"

"I... I didn’t expect that he... he wouldn’t even acknowledge his own child!" Toni began nervously, stuttering, but she was ultimately the kind of woman who could strip in front of a camera, and she soon adjusted her mindset.

Cradling the wailing child in one arm and wiping away tears with the other, her tears seemed to flow ever more freely: "When ’The Dark Knight’ DVD was released, I went to the scene in a wedding dress and left Martin a card with my contact information. Later, after returning to Los Angeles, he called me, and we enjoyed a sweet and romantic night together."

Toni knew very well that claiming to have found the wrapper in the trash might get her nothing: "Not long after that night, I had Johnny..."

Another reporter asked, "When exactly did that night happen?"

Toni replied, "Around the days Martin won the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor."

As long as the DNA from the paternity test matched, everything she said was true!

Toni was full of confidence about this.

After a few more questions from the reporters, Toni’s responses became smoother, and as the child in her arms cried harder, she took the opportunity to leave, also taking down the contact information of several reporters.

Toni got into a taxi, finally shaking off the pursuing paparazzi, and met up with Ben and Cassie in an underground parking garage.

Cassie drove out of the underground parking garage.

While feeding her child, Toni recounted in detail what had just happened.

Ben’s face was grave: "It’s about what we expected. Martin is denying Johnny—that bastard doesn’t want to take responsibility for you and the child!"

"Yes, his heartlessness is despairing!" Toni no longer held any illusions about Martin.

Ben said, "We only have one choice left, Toni. Call the police. Martin Davis used your adoration to lure, deceive, and force you, leading to your pregnancy and the birth of the child. The law will punish him and provide you and Johnny with the compensation you deserve."

Lacking confidence, Toni hesitated, "Can this really work?"

Ben had done his research: "You’re a nursing single mother with a child less than a month old. Both public opinion and the court will be on your side, and as long as the DNA paternity test matches, all of Martin Davis’s rebuttals are lies!"

"I’ll listen to you!" Toni took out her phone and dialed the three numbers for 911.

Listened to Toni’s allegations of deception and force as she called the police, what crossed Ben’s mind were he and Pitt—the rotten nature of male Hollywood stars was something he knew all too well. Only the first victim who came forward could profit, and there would follow many more victims.

Although without any concrete evidence, Ben had always believed that it was Martin who had screwed him over.

Now, he was using the same method to get back at him.

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Inside the Hilton Hotel’s press room, over a hundred media reporters and onlookers were anxiously waiting.

Just a little while ago, Leonardo had announced that Martin would borrow a few minutes to clarify the incident that had occurred on the red carpet.

Scandals involving Hollywood stars and their illegitimate children were nothing new, but when it concerned Martin, it was major news.

"Could it really be Martin’s doing?"

"I don’t think so. If it were about having an illegitimate child, shouldn’t Jolie and Aniston be first in line?"

"Nicholson has a bunch of illegitimate children; Martin is just following in his footsteps. It’s not that unusual."

"They’ve confirmed the identity of the woman just now—a leader of one of Martin’s fan clubs!"

"Hiss, then it’s probably true. What’s with these stars these days? They love to fan the flames!"

The press room buzzed like a boiling pot, with various sorts of comments popping out of the onlookers’ mouths.

Being someone who usually enjoyed watching scandals unfold, Martin now found himself the subject of one.

After being questioned by the LAPD, Martin changed into a Brioni suit jacket, ready to take the stage.

Leonardo pulled him aside and once again asked, "Are you sure you’re not the one who’s done this? Don’t mess it up!"

Nicholson chuckled, "If it turns out to be true, what will you do?"

"Don’t worry," Martin had already carefully recalled the events and was confident there was no issue, responding, "The Foot Clan has declared war on me. I will face them with the strongest stance, openly and honorably."

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Scoundrels might just hate seeing another scoundrel. Thinking of the Foot Clan, that bunch of trash, Nicholson said, "I’m the boss of the Face Gang, if the Foot Clan dares to start a war with us..."

The two of them loved stirring up trouble, fearing nothing more than still waters. Leonardo took the conversation forward unbidden, "No question about it, let’s do them in!"

McLain and several officers from the LAPD approached at this time.

The former looked towards Martin, and Martin nodded confidently.

One of the detectives said to Martin, "We’ve listened to the recording and viewed the CCTV footage. The other party is indeed suspected of extortion, and we will be summoning her shortly."

Martin shook their hands, "Thank you, the LAPD’s fairness and reputation are the cornerstones of Los Angeles."

The police had taken the case, involving a whopping 10 million US Dollars, overseen directly by the detective bureau.

Over the past few years, Martin had maintained an excellent relationship with the LAPD, not only tacitly agreeing on certain matters but also donating multiple times to the Los Angeles Police Foundation.

McLain was also a member of the Cola Cult and had even attended their gatherings recently. After completing the routine procedures at the detective bureau, he came over and said, "As long as you can prove that the baby has nothing to do with you, everything else will be easy to handle."

"You can be completely assured of that," Martin said.

McLain nodded slightly, "If the woman’s extortion is established, the person who instigated her will also be held responsible."

Thomas came over, joined Martin, and said, "Let’s go up on stage."

Martin exchanged a few words with McLain. The two of them went around to the backstage, and just as they stepped onto the podium, a buzz swept through the crowd.

Thomas picked up the microphone, gestured for quiet with both hands, and when it was somewhat silent, said, "There was a bit of an incident on the red carpet just now which I’m sure has drawn your attention. Martin will explain."

Martin took another microphone with a smile and said, "The lady that appeared on the red carpet is one of my supporters. She often brings people to dance at my events or does some other stunts to show her support for me. I have taken photos with her and signed autographs. When in New York, her team even left me a card with their contact information."

A reporter in the front shouted, "And then you called her?"

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"No, I was too busy, there are too many Hollywood dates to count," Martin said with ease. "I’m sure you are all aware of this."

The room erupted into laughter; not only entertainment journalists but even those who covered society and politics knew of Martin’s reputation.

Which man could make enemies like Jolie and Aniston turn into friends and be often spotted at the same hotel?

Martin continued, "I remember her; her name is Toni. Since ’The Dark Knight’ book signing in New York, I have never seen her again, until today when she appeared on the red carpet holding a child, telling me the child was mine!"

He looked as if he had been frightened, "Good Lord Jesus, how could that be possible!"

Someone pre-arranged to ask shouted, "I saw LAPD cars, did you call the police? Why?"

"That’s a good question." Martin’s smile faded into seriousness. "Toni used to be my supporter, so I had Old Cloth invite her into the rest area to learn about the situation. I took it upon myself to deal with it, out of a sense of responsibility and sympathy. Do you know what happened?"

He was angry now, "She demanded 10 million US Dollars from me! She threatened to call the police and sue if I didn’t pay! If she were in trouble, I would have helped, given that she supported me before. But using a lovely child, who isn’t mine, to blackmail me for 10 million US Dollars, I will absolutely not compromise in the face of this illegal act. That’s why I called the police."

The reporters below were stunned; Hollywood stars dealing with illegitimate children usually couldn’t wait to pay off and quietly get rid of them.

Martin was not the one to play by the rules; he actually took the initiative to call the police.

Could it be that the child really wasn’t his?

Martin’s voice rang out with strength, "To prove that I am telling the truth, I propose here and now that we do a paternity test, let the facts speak!"

He extended his hand to the crowd with an inviting gesture, "In the interest of fairness and integrity, I hope you can witness the entire process! And if possible, it could be streamed live by television stations or on the internet."

The journalists fell silent, for Martin seemed too confident.

Martin said, "The rest will be left to the law and the facts. If the other party wishes to do a paternity test, please contact me."

Thomas took over, "Our friends in the press can help pass these details on to them."

Martin put down the microphone and stepped down from the stage, heading back to the rest area.

McLain was on the phone; after saying a few words, he hung up, quickly walked over to Martin and said, "I have been notified that Toni Fellman has just reported to the police, accusing you of seduction and assault!"

Hearing this, Martin remembered Ben’s face, and he managed to control his anger, maintaining a calm demeanor and asked, "What evidence did she provide?"

McLain spoke softly, "She completed her statement, claiming that since too much time had passed, all the evidence was thrown away, but her child is the best proof, and she has requested a paternity test."

"Good, very good!" Martin actually began to laugh, "Thanks for the news, McLain." Your next chapter is on novelbuddy

McLain said directly, "You’re my friend, and a friend of the LAPD."

Martin shook his hand, "You know what kind of person I am. I won’t say more thanks; we’ll stay in touch."

The Martin that McLain knew was generous, magnanimous, and had a sense of humor.