Winnie left.

Her departure this time was not as simple as returning to her house at 65 Beverly Park.

She will be sent back to the base camp of the Adams family in Central Massachusetts overnight tonight.

Abel wanted to see her words.

Then only by going to Massachusetts, Massachusetts, can you see this daughter-in-law of the No. 1 royal family in America.

Send Winnie away.

Abel suddenly became a little sad.

He smiled bitterly.

Didn’t it be said that he just liked her body, and he also wanted to use her identity to make her related to the No. 1 royal family in the United States?

Why do you feel like you are leaving your lover now?

It's obviously the first time I've even hugged.

Even the first base has not reached it yet.

In this regard, isn’t I a tmd scumbag?

Sighed again.

This was the first time he sighed like this since time traveling through time, or because of a woman. Thinking about Abel himself even wanted to laugh.

"no……"

"You can't keep sinking like this!"

"I also want to attack Hollywood!"

"I still have to dominate America!"

After encouraging himself for a while, Abel regained his spirits. He earned more than 7 billion today and must reward himself!

He decided to have a good time!

Bang!

Abel snapped his fingers.

Andrees drove his black Rolls-Royce phantom and quietly drove to him.

Abel got into the car.

He ordered, "Go to Beverly Hills. Go to Elizabeth first!"

Andres nodded silently.

The Parthenon grille in front of the calm black Rolls-Royce Phantom car looks extremely solemn and noble under the evening breeze of the City of Angels under the night sky.

In the car.

Abel made two consecutive calls and then smiled with satisfaction.

He smiled to himself and said, "It's not bad...hehe...we're all here! Then let's play role-playing!"

It was at this moment.

Ring ding ding ding ding !

The phone rang again.

Abel picked it up and looked at it, but was a little surprised.

Because the phone screen says: Scarlett Johnson!

It's actually a widow!

After that Ivana's cocktail party, the two left a telephone number for contact because they admired each other, but except for a phone call to greet each other that night.

This is the first time I have really connected.

Abel answered the call curiously, wondering why this beautiful and dangerous black widow was looking for him.

"Hello. Dear Scarlett."

Scarlett Johnson's excited and slightly exaggerated voice came from the other end of the phone: "oh my god! Abel! Abel! Is what the Los Angeles Times said true?"

"What? What are you talking about?" asked Abel.

"Los Angeles Times! They published news about you in the special special issue of the rush online account tonight! They said that you made $7.2 billion in three hours today!!"

"oh my god! Is this really true?! Three hours, 7.2 billion US dollars! Oh my God! Don't say three hours, even if I give it to me for three lifetimes, I can't make so much money!"

"Abel! You are so incredible!"

The widowed sister was exclaiming and exclaiming like a cannon, and her tone of excitement didn't sound like she was pretending.

Abel smiled in the car: "Ha...I thought it was something. Dear, what the Los Angeles Times said is true. It's not wrong, 7.2 billion US dollars. Not a point, not a point."

"call……"

Another scream came from the opposite side of the phone.

Then there was Scarlett Johnson's wry smile and self-deprecating voice: "This world is so unfair! I worked so hard to film, and when I was filming Avengers 3, my forearm was even injured, and it took more than a month to get better. But the hard work, the real salary I received was not even 1% of the 1 in the three hours you got today."

"You make this call. Do you just want to complain to me?" Abel joked, "Or don't stop filming, come here..."

What are he doing here?

A rich man called a beautiful actress to come over to him.

What else can it be?!

Although the widow is 34 years old and her appearance is gradually declining from its peak, it is still worth it to play.

Sure enough, his words came out.

Scarlett Johnson opposite paused.

After a while, she asked in a low voice: "Your words. I can understand that you want to enter the entertainment industry?"

After being interrupted by the widow, Abel suddenly realized that he had always wanted to open his own entertainment company to cultivate his own traffic queens. By the way, he was the King of Unspoken Rules in Hollywood and so on.

There has been no substantial progress yet.

"Yes. Will you come to open a company? I promise that my income will not be worse than that of your filming movies at Marvel." Abel said with a smile.

"Well...I'll think about it."

"Okay, think about it," said Abel. "I want to treat you to dinner when I come back to Los Angeles."

"no problem!"

The call ends here.

After flirting with my sister-in-law, time passed quickly. The Parthenon, which stood at the front of the car, had arrived in front of a delicate and small, white modern villa on Beverly Hills.

Abel found three cars parked outside. One of them should be Elizabeth's. She drove the last time she went to No. 67 Beverly Park.

The other two are Audi TT, and the other two look like BMW m4.

It should have been two cars.

Why are there three?

Is there any other guests besides the ones I called over?

After the black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped.

Abel asked Andres and the others to wait outside, and he walked inside with two female bodyguards.

Ring the doorbell.

Dingdong!

Soon, Ms. Elizabeth Olsen, a suspected female patient with Stockholm syndrome, soon appeared behind the door with her beautiful and charming face.

"Hi! Good evening Elizabeth!"

"Good evening..." Seeing Abel, Elizabeth couldn't help but turn red, and she lowered her head and replied.

"Can I go in? Are there any other guests inside except Keelan?!"

Elizabeth was stunned, then reacted and knew what he was referring to.

She whispered: "Kanie brought another guest."

Abel asked with interest, "Oh? Do I know each other?"

"It should...know it."

Elizabeth thought for a while.

Some of them tilted their heads lovely: "If you know Ms. Nebula, you should know this guest too."

Abel nodded: "Then can I go in now? Or you don't welcome me!"

The Great Devil said such words.

How dare Elizabeth not open the door?
Chapter completed!