Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 544 - 421 Warner Compromises

"What's the matter?"

"Anna called, Bob Weinstein wants to have a talk with me."

Link put down his phone and laughed.

"What does he want to talk about?"

Ivanka poked a piece of strawberry with her fork and asked.

"That's what I'm curious about, so I agreed to meet him. I prefer dealing with businessmen like Bob, who are profit-driven, to dealing with arrogant and aggressive guys like Harvey."

"Catherine said that after 'Scandal Plan,' 'Bridesmaids' sold well again. Now many production companies want to work with Palm Beach Films. Maybe the Weinstein side has the same idea."

Ivanka speculated.

"Really?"

Link thought about it, unsure, and decided to put aside his work and focus on dining with Ivanka, but as he looked at her cold yet elegant appearance, with her luscious, alluring lips, he couldn't help but lift her face and give her a kiss.

"Stop it, we're eating."

Ivanka gave him a chilly and charming glance.

Link smiled slightly, took out a box from his pocket, and placed it on the table in front of her. It was a rather large box, obviously containing something other than a diamond ring—a wristwatch.

"Why would you buy such a boring thing?"

Ivanka looked at it and asked indifferently.

"I considered giving you a diamond ring, but it didn't seem solemn and romantic enough for the occasion, so I went with a wristwatch instead. Don't give me the cold shoulder; after all, I spent a long time in Zurich deciding to buy this for you. Take a look."

Link explained.

Ivanka opened it and saw an elegantly vintage golden wristwatch that looked very expensive.

She put it on her delicate, fair wrist, which made her arm look even more slender and fine, matching her beautiful hands perfectly, much like an artifact from the Palace of Versailles.

"Your gift-picking skills have improved a bit since last year."

Ivanka teased, a faint smile on her face.

"Learning from you!"

Link clinked his juice glass against hers.

Ivanka smiled gently, batting her lashes as she looked into his eyes and asked, "I saw in the paper that they say you built your career relying on me. Does that upset you?"

"Of course not. You are like a princess—gorgeous, intelligent, noble, and generous. There's nobody else like you in the world. The fact that you can tolerate my flaws and accept me as your boyfriend is an honor for me. From the media and the netizens' comments, I can feel their intense envy and jealousy. Not only am I not upset, but I also think it's pretty cool."

Link shrugged and laughed.

Ivanka looked at him and smiled faintly, leaning in to give him a kiss.

Link didn't feel it was enough, he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply, his lips mingling with the sweet, moist taste of strawberries, more intensely delightful than tasting a vintage Lafite.

But every time she asks me do I look okay

I say

When I see your face

There's not a thing that I would change

Cause you're amazing

Just the way you are

While they were kissing passionately, a pleasant musical tone rang from the living room. It was Link's version of "Just the way you are," which was also Ivanka's ringtone.

"Let me go, someone's calling."

Ivanka, with a flush on her face, pushed him away and raised her delicate hand to cover his lips to stop him from continuing to kiss her neck.

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Link reluctantly withdrew his hand from her waist, saying, "Maybe don't worry about it, it's probably nothing important."

"We can't do that; we run the company and control everything. They wouldn't bother us with trivial matters."

Ivanka gave him a kiss, straightened her rumpled dress, and got up to go outside to answer the call.

Watching her graceful, swaying back, Link felt a bit helpless. Having been with over a dozen outstanding women, he considered himself deeply knowledgeable about women and believed his allure was extremely high.

Most women, when shown a hint of his pheromones, would eagerly pounce, offering themselves up on a platter.

Very few women could remain calm and rational while being intimate with him, including powerhouses like Marion Cotillard and Beyonce.

Even though they seemed very strong and mature.

Taylor was his only real competition before.

And now he had met another. Once Ivanka experienced any external interruption or if anything touched her bottom line, she would immediately snap out of it and handle everything rationally.

Link thought that if he married her, married life would probably be a long-lasting battle.

"It was Catherine calling, guess what it's about?"

Ivanka walked back into the dining room, her smile slightly curling at the lips.

"It's good news, right?"

"Yes!"

"Let me think, at this time, Catherine should be at the company preparing for a press conference. Is it that other victims have reached out to her, ready to support us?"

Link asked.

"It's related to Warner Bros. Pictures, but it's not other production companies supporting us. Instead, Warner Bros. Pictures' president, Toby Emmerich, just called Catherine. He agreed to our previously proposed terms and has rearranged for someone to discuss the compensation matters, hoping we would cancel this press conference," Ivanka said with a light laugh.

"Indeed, that's good news."

If they went to court against Warner Bros. Pictures, the outcome might be harmful to both parties.

To be precise, Palm Beach Films would suffer a greater loss.

Warner Bros. Pictures was large enough to withstand the turmoil. After the matter was resolved, they would only need to dismiss a few senior executives involved and use their media outlets for some positive publicity to settle the dispute and restore their reputation.

Meanwhile, Palm Beach Films would not only lose millions but also gain a formidable adversary. For a new company, it wasn't good news.