I am Hollywood

Chapter 411: Chapter 412: Taming



[Chapter 412: Taming]

Elisabeth looked at Eric with an expression that showed she wasn't about to compromise. She scrunched her little nose in frustration but eventually pouted and nodded reluctantly. Eric broke into a satisfied smile. Though she often feigned stubbornness, deep down, she was becoming increasingly docile, which was a good sign.

The two of them then dove into discussing their specific collaboration plans, and before they knew it, the whole afternoon had slipped by. Elisabeth glanced out the window at the darkening sky and put down her notepad. "Isn't it getting late?"

Eric turned to look as well and nodded. "Yeah, but it's not dark yet. I've been busy all afternoon are you really going to kick me out without dinner?"

"I just worry that after you finish dinner, you might want more..." Elisabeth blurted out, regretting it immediately as her cheeks went red. She hurriedly stood up. "I--I'll go downstairs and have Julia prepare your dinner."

Watching the lady flee in a fluster, Eric chuckled, stretching his back and moving to organize the scattered papers on the desk.

...

Eric settled comfortably on the sofa, picked up the remote, and flipped on a TV movie on Warner Cable. It was completely dark outside now when there was a gentle knock on the door. Julia stood there and said, "Eric, dinner's ready."

"I'm coming," he replied, turning off the TV as he walked out of the study.

The dining table was set with a fairly lavish dinner. Eric pulled out a chair and sat down, watching Julia as she served dinner for the two of them. "By the way, are you really planning to name the little one that?"

"What?" Elisabeth asked, looking slightly confused.

Eric explained, "Drew told me that you're going to name the little one Emma Roberts Murdoch?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Julia glanced nervously at Elisabeth when she heard this. Elisabeth must have misunderstood Eric's meaning because she shot him a glare and said, "So what? You better not think about it."

"What am I not supposed to think about?" Eric responded.

"Don't even think about adding Williams at the end. Emma is my and Julia's baby."

Eric shrugged as he grabbed his utensils, cutting into the sausage in front of him. "I wasn't even thinking about that. It's not my kid. I'm just curious -- if this gets out, how will you explain it to your dad? Are you just going to tell him you came out?"

Elisabeth's voice had less confidence as she said, "That's none of your business."

Eric shrugged again and focused on his dinner. After finishing, Elisabeth tidily started cleaning up the table, acting like a dutiful little wife. She peeked into the nursery to check on the little one, who was being looked after by the nanny, then boldly marched into one of the small lounges to watch TV.

Eric stayed where he was in the adjoining dining area, watching Julia clear the dishes. "Now that you have Emma, I bet you won't be able to take on any movies for a while, huh?"

Julia washed a plate with a plastic scrubber and said softly, "Well, I have enough money to last me quite a while, so I'll at least wait until Emma is a year old before I work again. If it's really a problem, I guess I'll just partner with Liz as a producer."

"I think you're better off as an actress. In fact, I have several great ideas that would suit you perfectly."

Julia shot him a glare. "You're always bullying me. I don't want to work with you again." Eric exaggeratedly sighed. "Can't I change the big bad wolf image you have of me?"

"Big bad wolf..." Julia giggled at Eric's wording. "You really are self-aware."

Eric laughed along, noticing the coolness of the Los Angeles night in March. Julia wore a fitted light yellow sweater and casual white pants that highlighted her long, shapely legs. The sweater seemed a bit short; when she bent down, her slim waist occasionally peeked out, adding a touch of subtle allure.

Realizing that Eric was openly admiring her, Julia quickly sped up her dishwashing, wanting to escape his line of sight. But she soon found Eric standing up and walking toward her.

Instinctively, Julia felt like fleeing, but it was like she had fallen into a trap, feeling like a little rabbit caught in a snare.

After a moment, Julia mustered the courage to say, "Eric, we might get... seen."

Eric didn't care if Elisabeth saw them, but he remembered there was a nanny watching Emma. Even though she had signed a confidentiality agreement, it would still be an awkward situation if she caught them. With that thought, Eric halted but leaned close to Julia's ear and whispered, "I'm taking Liz back to the bedroom first."

Julia, feeling dazed, instinctively nodded. It wasn't until Eric left the kitchen that she realized what he meant. Her face flushed, and she regretted agreeing so easily. What was she going to do next?

Nervously, she walked to the kitchen door and peeked outside, immediately spotting She saw Eric carrying Elisabeth on his shoulders and walking towards the stairs. Elisabeth didn't dare to shout out loud because she was worried about the maid; she could only struggle constantly. However, judging from the strength of her struggle, it seemed that she had no intention of getting rid of Eric. When they were near the stairs, Elizabeth noticed Julia looking at her curiously, and she quickly gave her a look for help. Julia looked at Elizabeth's embarrassed appearance, and for some reason, she couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her.

After finishing the dishes, Julia stayed with the nanny for a bit, watching over Emma. After lingering for half an hour, she finally made her way upstairs to her bedroom.

She lingered at the bedroom door for a while, thinking that if she didn't take the initiative to go over, he would definitely do something even more abominable. She found an excuse for herself and gently pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. Under the dim light, Elisabeth was lying on the big bed facing the door, with her hips raised high, allowing Eric to hit her violently from behind, and she let out a few weak moans from time to time.

Seeing Julia coming in, Elizabeth seemed to have seen a savior, and she shouted hoarsely: "Julia, save me, wuwu, I'm dying."

...

Morning sunlight streamed through the curtains into the bedroom. Eric dreamt he was submerged in cold river water. Shivering, he opened his eyes only to realize he was crammed against the edge of the bed, the blanket vanished.

Now that he was awake, there was no way Eric could go back to sleep. He dressed and left the bedroom.

Downstairs, he ran into the plump thirty-something nanny holding a baby bottle. He vaguely remembered Julia calling her Betty, so he greeted her.

Betty, the Latina nanny, recognized Eric's identity and politely said good morning, stifling her curiosity about which of the ladies he had spent the night with. Her face didn't reveal any unusual feelings.

Eric followed Betty into the nursery. The little one lay in the crib, looking around with beautiful curious eyes. When she saw Eric, she opened her mouth and giggled, waving her

little hands.

Noticing the tired look on Betty's face, Eric said, "Ms. Betty, let me feed the little one. You can

take a break."

"It's fine, Mr. Williams. Someone will come to switch shifts with me at eight."

"Didn't you say the other person was sick?" Eric reached out to Betty.

Seeing Eric's insistence, Betty handed over the bottle and explained, "Ms. Roberts got

someone else; otherwise, I'd definitely be overwhelmed."

Watching as Eric fed the little one, Betty casually walked over to tidy up the diapers from the night. However, she couldn't help but glance at Eric a few more times. Seeing his skilled handling, she even wondered if this little one might be Eric's illegitimate daughter, simply living under the guise of Julia's brother's daughter.

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