The Wolf of Los Angeles.

The New Year has just passed, and Beverly Hills is still decorated with colorful lights.

Britney drove into a villa, and Paris, who was waiting at the main entrance, pressed a remote control, and the iron gate quickly closed, blocking the paparazzi's prying eyes.

The two entered the villa together.

Britney's eyes were puffy, she looked haggard and listless, and her unhappiness was written all over her face.

Paris asked, "Did you have another verbal fight with that jerk?"

“Not just Lou Pucci, but Lindsay too.” Britney’s dejected spirits lifted slightly. “We’re best friends, and she fell out with me over some jerk and even slapped me. Was our friendship all fake? Was it all made of plastic?”

Paris encouraged her: "At least you still have me, your good sister."

Britney is too emotional; her eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up and rolling down her cheeks. She climbed to the other end of the sofa, hugged Paris tightly, and threw herself on her: "Only you won't abandon me, only you!"

She wiped away her tears and said, "These things have affected our work. The company originally wanted to release a new album in the first half of this year, but now we have to postpone it."

Paris Hilton has nothing to say about Britney Spears. She could have become a superstar in the pop music scene, but she keeps teetering on the edge of self-destruction.

Paris patted her on the back and said, "We can find a solution."

Britney, unusually clear-headed, said, "I'm going to have to trouble you to help me again."

Paris picked up the latest issue of People magazine and pointed to the relevant article: "Don't argue with Lou Pucci and Lindsay in the media. The media are bastards who are just using you to create buzz."

Britney pointed to her face: "They hit me, am I supposed to just sit there and let it go? Besides, they keep attacking me in the media, I have to fight back!"

Paris maintained her well-intentioned advice: "Lou Pucci is a braggart, you know that better than I do. Those parties he organizes are problematic. Do you think he might be secretly filming him, spending so much money, inviting so many people, and making such a big fuss?"

Britney's brain seemed to pick up a little at this moment, and she said, "You mean they filmed me?"

Paris seemed like a mature older sister lecturing her perpetually rebellious and foolish younger sister: "If you keep making a scene, Lou Pucci will likely release the videotape. He can just say it was stolen, what can you do about it?"

She specifically said, "You told me before that your first time with Lu Pucci was because he drugged you. Can you guarantee that he didn't film it? When the time comes, the videos of you taking Lu Pucci and messing around with a bunch of men will appear in front of the whole world."

Even someone as mentally challenged as Britney Spears realized the seriousness of the problem: "I don't want the whole world to see that kind of thing and for everyone to point fingers at me."

Paris spread her hands, looking helpless.

Britney's current situation is not much better than when she was under Jamie Spears' control. Her record company and management company are in a semi-laissez-faire state, clearly wanting to squeeze out every last drop of value from her, regardless of her well-being.

She could only hold her only sister's hand: "Paris, please help me one more time, please!"

“Lou Pucci is backed by Boast, and I can’t afford to mess with Boast.” Paris was telling the truth. In terms of personal strength, she was far inferior to Boast: “Your matter is directly related to Boast’s party, and I can’t handle it.”

Seeing that the time was ripe, she said, "We can only ask Hawke again. I can't think of anyone else who can solve this problem besides Hawke."

Britney quickly said, "Then ask Hawk for help. Aren't you and Hawk good friends? Last time, Hawk only helped me because of you."

Paris picked up her phone: "I can only try."

In front of Britney, she made a phone call to Hawke, and after a brief conversation, Hawke asked her to take Britney to the Beverly Business Club in Century City.

This place had already been purchased entirely by Hawke using an overseas foundation.

A dozen minutes later, the two arrived at the Beverly Business Club and entered Hawke's usual meeting room.

Hawke shook hands with Britney: "Long time no see."

"I'm sorry, Hawke." Britney lowered her head in shame.

The other person pulled her out of the mire, freed her from her father's control, and truly had her own life. But she turned around and messed it all up again, seemingly making it even worse.

Hawke said, "Sit down and we'll talk."

Paris gave Britney a look, and Britney sat down on a sofa.

Encouraged by the former, the latter recounted the events in detail.

Paris then addressed Britney's demands: "They likely have Britney's videotapes, including those with multiple people, and if they get leaked, Britney will be severely impacted."

Hawke said directly, "This is a very troublesome matter. From what I know, Lou Pucci is one of Blowing Bull's favorite toys. Blowing Bull dotes on him. Your videotape is in Lou Pucci's hands, which is equivalent to being in Blowing Bull's hands. Blowing Bull is an agent pushed to the forefront by a powerful political force."

Britney stared blankly at Hawke, not quite understanding what he meant: "I know Lou Pucci and Bragging are really close, but Bragging is involved in politics? Isn't he a singer?"

Hearing this, Hawke cursed himself inwardly for making things too complicated. The person on the other end wasn't Megan Taylor, or even Paris; he should have used the simplest and most direct approach.

He put it another way: "Videotapes are too difficult to restrict in the internet age."

Paris chimed in, "Solomon swore to me he wouldn't distribute the videotapes, but he still did."

Britney took Paris's hand and asked Hawke, "What should I do?"

Hawke seemed to hesitate for a moment before saying, "There is a way to solve this once and for all." He didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "Since Lou Pucci won't let you go, has taken millions of dollars from you, and is still cursing and smearing you, we will fight back in the most effective way."

Britney asked, "How?"

Hawke said, "Use legal means to defend your rights."

This answer surprised not only Britney Spears, but even Paris Hilton.

Hawke simply stated, "Lou Pucci's initial interactions with you were illegal; he drugged you."

After love disappeared, all that remained was hatred. Britney gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, after the MTV Awards, he and Brag drugged me. It's the biggest humiliation of my life!"

Hearing this, Paris couldn't help but think to herself that when she first tried to persuade Britney, she said it was the most romantic way to propose.

“Videos and videos are too difficult to prevent. Before they are leaked, only one department can truly do it—the FBI!” Hawke’s words were true. If the FBI couldn’t do it, other departments would find it even more difficult: “If you report to the FBI’s Los Angeles office, all the videos will become evidence in the case and will be protected and preserved by the FBI with the strictest security, with the lowest possible chance of being leaked.”

Britney asked, "Can we send those bastards to jail?"

Hawke asked, "Are you sure Lou Pucci can find the video or other evidence?"

Britney nodded: "I peeked at his phone. There were photos of our first time together, and maybe videos too. I didn't look closely, because at the time I... I was confused."

Paris glanced at Britney and thought to herself that she would have to drag her along a few more times in the future.

Hawke prompted, "Think carefully, is there anything else? Don't rush, think slowly, especially about that night at the MTV Awards."

This reminded Britney of something: "The dress I wore that night, yes! The dress had my and his bodily fluids on it, as well as my vomit from drinking. When I got home, I took it off and threw it in the downstairs storage room. I think... no, it's definitely in there."

Paris added, "She has several storage rooms specifically for dumping trash, and they're never cleaned." Hawke wasn't surprised, because there are far too many so-called goddesses who live in places that are practically garbage dumps.

Britney, however, felt somewhat aggrieved: "Paparazzi are always rummaging through the trash cans near my house. Some clothes and other things, I can only put them away and wait for my management company to handle them. It seems like they've forgotten about me."

Hawke looked at Britney: "There's another advantage to doing this. You're the weaker one, the victim. Whatever Lou Pucci attacked you in the early stages will be returned to him a hundredfold."

Paris chimed in, "Bubu, you need a professional PR manager. Let's fire this one."

Hawke's investment foundation owns a professional public relations firm: "Go find Rooney Chasen of Full Speed ​​PR."

“Okay, I’ll do as you say.” Britney trusted Hawke because he had pulled her out of the mud once before.

This time, Britney can actually escape the vortex just as well.

Hawke wasn't entirely at ease with Britney, so he gave Paris a few instructions: to help Britney find the gift, locate the MTV Awards video, and obtain relevant purchase information. Then, he would sign a contract with Rooney Chasen and, together with a lawyer, go to the FBI branch office to report the incident.

After seeing Britney and Paris off, Betty immediately led her people to follow them.

Hawke then went to the office next door.

Erica, Brian, and Jennifer were waiting here.

Brian asked, "All done?"

“Britney isn’t a problem.” Hawke sat down next to Erica and looked at Jennifer. “Now it’s up to the FBI.”

Jennifer smiled brightly: "I've already obtained multiple addresses. The complainant has evidence, and she's a top celebrity like Britney. Getting a search warrant will be a piece of cake."

Hawke cautioned, "The point is to brag about the villa in Malibu and the house in Los Angeles."

Jennifer frowned slightly: "Even if you're incredibly audacious, you wouldn't keep a video of Zipperton and Sylvia, would you?"

Who can say for sure? Hawke said, "Videos and such don't matter, what we need is a list."

He paused, then changed his tune: "What Tom Emer needs is a list that includes the names of people like Lancelot, Hillary, and other Donald Party supporters."

Jennifer laughed: "Such a list must exist."

Brian and Erica were laughing too.

The list definitely exists and will definitely be found by the FBI.

Hawke glanced at his watch and said, "The Donald Party's national convention should be almost over, right?"

Brian picked up the remote and turned on the TV: "The results should be out in half an hour at most."

Less than fifteen minutes later, the Donald Party National Convention announced its nominees.

Unsurprisingly, Obama, who lost out on the Black and LGBTQ communities, became even more black-faced and lost the internal election.

Cialis defeated Obama to become the Donald Party's candidate.

On television, Sila was seen leading Zipton onto the stage.

The huge auditorium resounded with extremely enthusiastic applause.

Hillary then delivered her campaign speech, which touched on a wide range of policies and ideas.

Brian said, "She won, and now it's time to give her a big gift."

Jennifer echoed her sentiment: "I hope she'll like it."

Erica asked Brian, "Are you going to the Elephant Party's national convention?"

Brian nodded: "We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

Hawke said, "Now it's Tom Emer's turn to charge."

How could Tom Emer possibly pass up such an opportunity?

Hawke then contacted Tom Emmer, and the two talked for more than half an hour, reaching an agreement on many things.

Hawke doesn't like being passive, and neither does Tom Emmer in his campaign; he has decided to take the initiative.

Johnny McCain, a veteran, really lacks a bit of drive.

Perhaps McCain was a true patriot, knowing that such a frenzied attack was harming the interests of the entire United States.

But times have changed.

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In just one day, Britney, together with the new lawyer recommended by Hawke, settled a series of matters, including firing the original PR manager and signing a PR contract with FullSpeed ​​PR.

Public relations managers are different from agents. Often, a public relations manager is responsible for the business of multiple celebrities, and can terminate the contract by paying a small penalty.

Rooney Chasson also received a call from Hawke and accompanied Paris to Britney's mansion. In the slightly worn-out clothing storage room, they found the evening gown and put it in a special bag.

The lawyers obtained Valentino's dress order records, downloaded public videos of Britney Spears walking the red carpet at last year's MTV Awards, and photos of her interacting with Lou Pucci and Puff Daddy during the event.

After Rooney finished organizing everything and had a brief discussion with her lawyer, she asked Britney, "Are you ready?"

Britney picked up the paper in her hand, still carefully reading the notes, and said, "That's about it."

Seeing that she was under a lot of pressure, Rooney helped her straighten her clothes a little: "Just tell me exactly what happened. You don't have to follow the instructions exactly. It's just to make your story more logical."

Britney had another concern: "After the incident, Lou Pucci confessed his feelings to me, and I accepted. Will that have any impact?"

“That doesn’t change the fact that he drugged her.” To ensure the case proceeded smoothly and communication was easier, Hawke chose a female lawyer who had played a significant role in cases such as Brad Pitt’s nannies and Jamie Foxx’s infidelity scandal.

She said to Britney very seriously, "Just because you didn't pursue it then doesn't mean you won't pursue it now. Just because you agreed to be his girlfriend then doesn't mean the assault didn't happen."

Britney nodded. "I understand."

Rooney said, "Let's go."

The group left the villa, got into a van driven by Paris, and headed straight for the city center.

About half an hour later, Britney, accompanied by her lawyer, quietly entered the FBI's Los Angeles branch office. (End of Chapter)