hollywood billionaire

Chapter 359 Symphony of tit-for-tat
"you……"

The helpless panic only appeared on Barbara's face for a moment, and was quickly replaced by calm calmness.

What does this tone of interrogating a prisoner mean?
I just voluntarily gave up on this relationship.

It does not mean that her acquaintance and union with Han Yi had any sinful elements.

Where were you, little girl, when I chewed through that sheet in Ibiza?

Barbara Pavin is a cheerful, friendly and easy-going Libra girl. Staying away from negativity and right and wrong, and prioritizing the production of unadulterated happiness is the secret to her excellent popularity in the modeling circle.

It was rare for anything to displease her, so Barbara was almost never seen angry. But don’t forget that Barbara Pavin from Budapest always has Magyar blood flowing in her body.

A brave nation that has lived on horseback since its birth, conquering the hinterland of Europe with scimitars and arrows. A fighting tribe that has forged a violent faith in the flames of war that have lasted for hundreds of years without interruption.

Hungarians who believe deeply in shamanism have two souls. A breathing soul lélek related to life in this world, and a shadow soul iz related to wandering dead souls.

The former brings peace and rest to oneself, while the latter brings war and curse to the enemy.

The expression did not change and the tone remained the same. Just by slowing down his speech a little, Madison could smell the high attitude of the Hungarian supermodel permeating the words. Just like the smell of burning rubber caused by the violent friction of tires on the road, it represented a car that briefly took the lead through despicable tricks and was showing off in front of her eyes.

What a rough confrontation.

Shadow Soul will give you a taste of awesomeness.

Like a superb swordsman who blocked several fierce attacks from his opponent in a short period of time, Barbara looked at Madison leisurely and delivered the decisive blow with ease.

"What else do you have?"

"I really didn't expect that Yi would actually tell you everything."

You don't need to guess to know that the word "adult" must have been spoken by Barbara in an emphatic tone with two underlines.

"What else do you want from us?"

"Is there anything you can't say?"

Give her full accelerator and she will hit it directly.

The gray-black exhaust that shrouded the car windows provocatively made it even more difficult for Madison, who asked the question just now because he couldn't restrain his impulse, to control the steering wheel stably.

"So, it's just sex?" Madison asked, giving Barbara a sideways glance.

So...dare to mess with Barbara?

"What else do you want?" Barbara picked up a piece of French fries, crushed it, and answered.

Madison's straw nearly punctured the bottom of the cup.

Conversation between women is an intricate and subtle art comparable to a symphony. What sounds like a quiet and pleasant overture actually hides an emotional storm composed of the strong and weak resonances of dozens of different instruments.

Vigyen el azíz.

Madison opened the lid of the cup and stirred the pink milkshake inside, and Shi Shiran asked.

"Why didn't you think of that?"

"No." Barbara pouted and shrugged, "It's just wild sex between two consenting adults."

What a straightforward woman.

"You guys, what else is there?"

Barbara knew that there was only an inappropriate and immoral obsession between Han Yi and Madison.

This is her greatest confidence when facing Madison.

"We...have nothing."

His eyes gouged out Barbara's face and made several more cuts. Madison suddenly lost the sharpness in his eyes. She let out a laughable snort, and her voice, which had been getting louder and louder, gradually returned to the starting point.

"You are good."

"I'm just answering your question."

Madison gave up the aggressive offensive, and Barbara sheathed her sword and retreated her troops. However, after the confrontation, her tone was still a bit harsh.

"I know." Madison took off her glasses, held her eyes with her hands, and after rubbing them several times, her self-deprecating smile grew stronger, "I'm sorry, Barbara, I...I'm not usually like this."

"It's okay, I also...should apologize."

Barbara was startled when she heard Madison's muted voice, which even had a hint of trembling, and then forced herself to gradually return to her usual casualness and friendliness.

Barbara didn't know what happened between Madison and Han Yi.

But judging from the results alone, it should be no different from her current state.

"I don't know why, but I feel very defensive today."

"No, I'm too aggressive."

"A long day, huh?"

"Exceptionally long."

You see, a conversation between women is really no different than a symphony. The transition between gentle wind and shower is often completed in this moment.

"I was planning to take a good rest and let the day pass quickly, but I struggled in bed for several hours and couldn't fall asleep. I was so tired that I was hallucinating."

"Me too, when I close my eyes, I always see things I don't want to see and shouldn't see."

"what?"

"What do you think?" The answer to the mystery was already clear without revealing it, making the two girls smile at each other in tacit understanding.

"How did we end up like this?" Madison looked up at the ceiling and sighed with a wry smile, "I thought I was independent and strong enough. I thought growing up in this new era that encourages women's empowerment, I should start early. I learned how to handle relationship-related issues correctly, and I would never treat other girls as competitors to be hostile or attack. The result... Who would have thought?"

"'You may not be able to control the things that happen to you, but you can decide not to let them diminish who you are as a person.'"

"Maya Angelou?"

"Maya Angelou." Barbara nodded and winked playfully at Madison, "I admire her and remember many of her quotes, but I have never lived into the woman she wanted us to live into."

"It's not that easy."

"Yeah, it's not that easy." Barbara showed a smile expressing relief, "Our generation is bound by the moral sense that we must make the world a better place starting from ourselves, but we can't compete with that. A survival instinct that wants to keep all resources firmly in hand.”

"The former is the expectation of 'what it should be', the latter is the compromise of 'what it actually is'."

"In your life, do you expect more or compromise more?"

"Look at me now, which one is more like me?" Madison opened his arms slightly and raised his eyebrows, "If it was more expected, we would not meet here today. Neither you nor I would appear here. In this In-N-Out.”

"No." Barbara picked up another piece of French fries and corrected her seriously, "In a perfect world where all our wishes can come true, we should be here every day. Devouring cheeseburgers and gaining weight. Coming lighter and lighter.”

"You still need to get lighter?"

"Believe me, I should weigh a lot more than you."

"That's because you're much taller than me."

"No way, it's as if I haven't seen how tall you stand."

"I've also seen you stand up..." Madison narrowed her eyes slightly, recalling what she saw on the stage, "You should be about the same height as Yi, and even taller than him in high heels. Higher. Five ten?”

"Five nine. What about you?"

"Five seven...five six and a half on the dot."

"Look, it's almost the same."

"It's so different, you can make people stop breathing at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, but I can't even walk on the catwalk."

"Ask Yi to sign you with a modeling agency, and you will know how many brands will offer you an olive branch."

"I can't... It's okay for me to sing, but I can't just show off my clothes with my body and expression on the stage. It's too difficult."

"Have you tried it before?"

"In February of this year...before I signed with Yi, I walked through a Halston. I was wearing four-inch high heels and I forgot how to walk. After I got off the stage, all the people on Twitter were mocking me. Some people said that I was on the T stage. The way I walk on the runway is as if I'm late for class." At this point, Madison scratched the bridge of her nose in embarrassment and snickered, "You probably won't see me on the runway again in this life. .”

"Those shoes are really torturous... I just need to get used to it more." Barbara felt the same. "Actually, I'm about the same. When I first debuted, some people said that I was bow-legged. When I walked on the catwalk, my hands were swinging back and forth on both sides of my body. Like a duck.”

"Who said that?" Madison's eyes widened, "I watched the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show in 2012...your appearance was the highlight of the entire night."

"I'm not." Barbara shook her head humbly and giggled a little embarrassedly. This cheerful and cheerful energy was her most obvious identification.

"You are." Madison repeated firmly, "I remember that the show aired before Christmas... Oh, it seems to be before Christmas every year. Anyway, I was with My brother Rhett and several mutual friends were watching your show at home... Let me tell you, everyone present, all the boys and girls, took a breath the moment they saw you appear. gas."

"Anyone wearing bright red Christmas lingerie on TV should be able to achieve this effect."

"Only you can achieve this effect." Madison put her hands in front of her thighs and gestured, "I still remember the black high leather boots you were wearing at the time, and a pair of red cotton...or was it lace? I already I can’t remember clearly, but they must be red underwear. Between them, the two thighs exposed to the air are drawn into a particularly sexy curve. Oh my god, I mean..."

"Stop talking." Barbara stroked her cheek, which was starting to get hot, "I'm going to start blushing."

"I mean... why would a perfect angel like you be attracted to Yi?" Madison slowed down her speech, and asked softly as the eyelashes hanging on her eyelids twitched twice quickly.

"Why, do you think he is not good enough?" Barbara looked at her narrowly and smiled, "You... All-American beauty, haven't you fallen into the same trap?"

"My...I'm different."

Madison opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain further, but the words swirled around his mouth and eventually swallowed back into his stomach.

"How did you know each other?"

"Didn't Yi tell you?"

"No, he didn't reveal any details." Madison pursed her lips tightly, "I only know... the first time you met was in Ibiza."

"That's it."

With her brain running rapidly, Barbara eagerly digested the information provided by Madison and the meaning behind it. After chewing each word twice, soft ripples began to appear in Barbara's eyes.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise me something."

"whats the matter?"

"After hearing my story, I want to hear yours too."

"it is good."

"Then shall we stay here, or..."

Barbara tapped the table and hesitated to speak.

"Go back to the hotel and go to my room."

Madison understood what Barbara was trying to say.

Since it is a secret, it needs to be poured out in a place where no one knows.

(End of this chapter)