The Wolf of Los Angeles.

After dinner, Hawke and Brian went for a walk together.

The lawns at the Los Angeles Country Club are being maintained, with hundreds of water taps spraying water everywhere.

Brian seemed to be speaking from the heart: "The state legislature just passed an initiative calling on California residents to conserve water..."

Hawke suddenly thought of a famous quote: "I'm not involved in the glitz and glamour, but I'm the one who will cause the world to perish."

Brian laughed out loud: "Well said, but it makes no sense! My brother, you're in the wrong place."

Hawke shook his head and changed the subject: "What do you think about President Dong's matter?"

“This person is not like what the media describes.” Brian, who has also had contact with President Dong many times, has his own judgment. He said, “The so-called absurd and crazy behavior is most likely a carefully designed protective coloring that can make people look down on him and ignore his threat, while also attracting the attention of the media and the public.”

Hawke chimed in, "This is, after all, an age of attention, especially since politics is still a show."

Brian thought for a moment and said, "In terms of showmanship alone, neither Tom Emmanuel nor I are as good as him, but perhaps Sillari is comparable to him."

Hawke emphasized, "President Dong is very likely to become your biggest rival in the future."

Although he thought Dong Zong was an extraordinary person, Brian didn't take it to this extent: "Does he want to run for office in the future?"

Hawke said, "It's not impossible; this man is very ambitious."

Brian's path to the White House is inevitable, and he said without hesitation, "I trust your judgment. Now that you've sensed his ambition, we need to take it seriously."

Hawke walked to the railing, reached out to test the water spraying towards him, and said, "Be prepared in advance."

The two quickly reached an agreement on this point.

Hawke had considered something as early as last year: whether or not to send someone to the Middle East to find Mad Dog Wan.

That person is most likely serving in Afghanistan or Iraq.

But after considering it, he gave up the idea. After all, even if Mad Dog Wan was gone, there was still Mad Dog Dos or Nice.

Hawke discussed with Brian the matter of bringing in high-tech talent from India.

Nowadays, there are more and more Indian tech workers in Silicon Valley, and Brian also believes that bringing in Indians is very cost-effective.

In the short term, Indians may bring unusual prosperity and numerical development, after all, these guys are best at putting on a show.

The real harm may not become apparent for five years or even longer.

At that point, it will be difficult for the American supercarrier to turn around.

Meanwhile, Tom Emer, after finishing a phone call with his partner Johnny Davis, was preparing to go find Hawke and Brian.

Suddenly, his assistant, Krish, came running over.

Tom Emer frowned slightly and asked, "What unexpected situation has occurred?"

Krishi quickly said, "I just received a call from a deputy director of the FBI in Minnesota. The FBI received a report today that Sessions reported to the FBI that a few years ago, you..."

He hesitated for a moment, as if considering how to say it appropriately.

Tom Emer felt a chill run down his spine: "What time is it? Just say it!"

“He called the police, claiming that you sexually assaulted Samantha, who was under 17, several years ago,” Krish said. “He also provided some evidence.”

With a bang, Tom Emer slammed his hand on the table, causing the coffee cup on it to jump up, roll off to the floor, and shatter into pieces.

“That insidious slut! That woman who’s been ridden by a thousand men and ten thousand men…” Tom Emer cursed, “That rotten-clothed, despicable, shameless, and utterly shameless!”

Krish didn't dare to say much, quietly waiting for his boss to vent his frustration and anger.

Tom Emer cursed a few times, feeling slightly better and calmer. The deed was done, and it had to be done.

He asked, "Who is the FBI's head in Minneapolis?"

Krish cautioned, "Last month, the FBI replaced the head of its Minneapolis branch, and the new head has no connection to us."

Tom Emer's face stiffened, and he slowly sat back in his chair, saying, "This was a premeditated operation."

Without waiting for Krish's reply, he took out his phone, found a number, and dialed it directly.

Once the call connected, Tom Emer quickly said, "It's me. Now listen to me. It's very urgent. You've been exposed."

A female voice said, "I was already prepared."

Tom Emmer ignored this and continued, "Your father filed a report with the FBI, claiming that I seduced you, and provided some evidence, but I don't know the specifics yet."

The woman's voice replied, "He has always wanted to control me, to make me like a wooden doll, clinging to those outdated church beliefs. My spirit was almost destroyed. I was finally free, and now he wants to destroy my life again?"

“Calm down,” Tom Emer advised, adding, “There might be reporters, paparazzi, or other people trying to harass you and Bill. Remember, don’t say anything until the people I’m sending to pick you up arrive. It’s best to have the female bodyguard stay with you the whole time.”

In fact, he had already made some preparations, sending some people around Samantha and her son just in case.

But Tom Emer also harbored a glimmer of hope, believing that what he had done back then was extremely secretive and could not possibly be exposed.

Most importantly, Claire had difficulty conceiving, and the couple never had children.

Tom Emmanuel says he doesn't care, but he actually wants to have offspring and doesn't want his child to be away from him for long periods of time; he prefers to be able to see him at any time.

The woman remained calm and said, "I'll contact someone right away and go to the farm in the countryside first."

Tom Emer replied, “Okay, get moving quickly.” He hung up and dialed another number: “It’s me. You and your team head to Minneapolis immediately and contact Nora there. She’ll tell you what to do.”

Without a word, the person on the other end replied, "Yes, I'll gather the men now, and we'll depart in fifteen minutes."

Tom Emmer calmed himself down for a moment, then called his wife Claire and said, “Honey, I made a mistake.”

Claire replied directly, "You've made too many mistakes; I don't know which one you're referring to."

Tom Emmer knew very well that he had to reassure Claire, and said softly, “A few years ago, Samantha pursued me. She seduced me after a party, and I… I couldn’t resist and had sex with her.”

"My God!" Claire and Tom Emer were playing three horses together, and they each had other relationships, so even so, it was still quite unexpected.

She demanded angrily, "Is it Samantha, the daughter of our friend Sessions?"

Tom Emer could only admit, "It was her."

Claire continued, "A few years ago? Was she 18? No, right? Your relationship with her isn't protected by the Romeo Act! Hell, are you crazy?"

At this point, she suddenly remembered something: "Samantha's son is your illegitimate child?"

Tom Emer said through gritted teeth, "Yes, it's mine." Claire suddenly fell silent, only her extremely heavy breathing remained.

Tom Emmer could only grit his teeth and say, "Listen to me, this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy orchestrated by that rotten-pants girl against us. She encouraged Sessions to report us to the FBI, and Sessions disregarded our years of friendship..."

“If I were him, I would kill you!” Claire said sinisterly, “and while I’m at it, I’ll chop that thing in your crotch into mincemeat.”

Hearing his wife speak, Tom Emer breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "This matter will explode soon, and we can't suppress it. If it's not handled properly, this election will be in trouble."

Family is a very important factor in the election. Tom and Emerson have no children, which puts them at a disadvantage compared to the Hillary couple, who have a family of three. If their family encounters problems, the consequences could be dire.

Tom Emery knows his wife Claire all too well, emphasizing, "You're going to be the First Lady!"

Perhaps these words moved Claire, who slowly said, "I will cooperate with you and join you immediately to show the media and the public our love and trust, but you must give me a written guarantee that the bastard has no right to inherit!"

At this point, Tom Emer could only reassure her, "No problem, I will."

Claire said, "Go book me a plane ticket."

Tom Emmer thought the flight was too slow: "Twitter's business jet should be parked in Washington. I'll go find Hawke right now, and you can fly over here."

"Okay." Claire hung up the phone.

Tom Emmer then called campaign manager Stephen and told him to come over immediately.

After finishing these calls, Krish looked at Tom Emmer: "Boss, public opinion could erupt at any moment, and we need to give the outside world an explanation."

Tom Emer stood up, paced back and forth a few steps, and had a temporary idea: "For now, we'll start from two aspects: first, get Samantha to deny it, and then find her and Bill a suitable husband and father."

Krish had a bad feeling because he had always been in charge of things there.

Tom Emmer added, "Another thing we need is a major news story to distract the public and the media."

At this point, he recalled a common tactic used by the Democrats: exploiting scandals involving Hollywood stars to grab headlines.

Tom Emer said in a low voice, "For the latter, we need Hawke and Brian, two local strongmen in Los Angeles, to help us solve it. Especially Hawke, he's very experienced in this area and will definitely come up with a solution, but for the former..."

Krish took a small step back.

Tom Emmer's eyes were already fixed on him: "I need you. You know Samantha's situation best, and you've given me money and gifts on several occasions. You're also someone close to me. I like your child because I admire you!"

Krish hesitated: "Will the public believe it?"

Tom Emmer felt this was the best approach, saying, "I'll give them a reasonable explanation; whether they believe it or not is their business!"

He calmed himself down slightly: "This is the most reasonable solution."

Krish remained silent; this was quite a troublesome matter.

Tom Emer reached out and put his hand on his shoulder: "Your first job after graduating from college was as an intern here. You did a great job, I appreciate you, and I promoted you. The impact of this matter is not as serious as you think. They can't find any real evidence, so they can only use this method to smear my reputation. If they find that they can't smear it, they will give up."

He knew he had to offer tangible benefits: “Claire’s foundation needs a vice president to share the heavy workload of daily operations. You are a perfect fit. The annual salary for this position is as high as one million dollars. You can work there for a few years, gain some experience, and once the storm has completely subsided, I will transfer you to a key position by my side. At that time, you can choose to go into business or politics as you wish.”

Faced with the demands of a powerful figure, Krishnamurti, who came from humble beginnings, had no choice but to comply.

Rejection means all those years of effort have been wasted.

Seeing his boss offer such a generous reward, Krish replied, "Thank you for your care and promotion over the years. I will cooperate. From now on, I am Samantha's husband and Bill's father."

Tom Emer patted his shoulder twice and said, "As long as I'm here, you don't need to worry about your future."

He was considering whether to let Krishna marry Samantha, so that no matter how much the opponents hyped it up, as long as there was no solid evidence, it wouldn't cause too much of a stir.

“I understand.” Having joined this crazy political game, Krishnamurti also had no way out.

“Let’s go find Hawke and Brian.” Tom Emer couldn’t wait any longer. He left the lounge, asked a few questions briefly, and hurried south along a stone path.

After walking more than two hundred meters, he saw Hawke and Brian admiring the scenery. He told Krish to stay there and quickly went over there.

Before they even got close, Tom Emer said to Hawke, "Use your business jet in New York to take Claire to Los Angeles tonight."

"So urgent?" Hawke saw him nod, took out his phone and called Edward, asking him to arrange this small matter as soon as possible.

Brian glanced at Tom Emer and asked, "What happened?"

Tom Emer needed their support. After calming down a bit, he explained the events that had happened in Minneapolis to Hawke and Brian in detail.

These words silenced Brian. Tom Emer and Sillari were really competing to see who was worse.

The head of state of the United States is more exciting than a talent show.

Hawke glanced at Krish and asked Tom Emmer, "Did your assistant agree?"

“He agreed.” Tom Emer understood Hawke’s meaning and said, “I know Krish. Since he agreed, there won’t be any problems.”

Brian continued, "That's not enough. The media spotlight is intense, the pressure is immense, it's terrifying, it can crush a person's mental health."

Tom Emmer said, "So I wanted to create a bigger media frenzy to distract the public and the media."

Hawke was not surprised; this was the most common and effective method.

It will still be effective even 10 or 20 years later.

Tom Emmer, with a hint of pleading, said to Hawke, "Ordinary Hollywood stars might have limited effect, but I think Tom Cruise is very suitable. You know Tom Cruise well, could you...?"

“Tommy isn’t suitable.” Hawke directly rejected Tom Emmer’s request.

Tom Emer was somewhat surprised.

But Hawke was ultimately different from them.

Since the Pat Kinsley incident, Tom Cruise has been quite obedient to Hawke and has been very cooperative in many matters, including the LGBTQ movement.

To say that the two are friends would be an exaggeration.

Hawke sold such an obedient partner in the blink of an eye; the impact was terrible.

Tom Emer was getting a little anxious.

Brian said softly, "Don't worry, Hawke always has a way."

Hawke pointed to the way they came: "Let's go back and talk." (End of Chapter)