Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 324: Saint Selina Competition

In April, the sun on Miami Beach was a bit more intense than it was in New York and Los Angeles. Link had only sat in the wicker chair for a mont, answered a few questions, and he was already sweating profusely.

Seeing Anna approach with a solemn expression, he greeted Simmons and stood up to ask Anna what was the matter.

Ms. Anna told him there was trouble. Just an hour ago, soone posted a video of him and Emma Watson getting intimate in the changing room on YouTube. In just a short while, the view count had surpassed twenty million and was spreading like a virus.

Link frowned upon hearing this news.

After SB Entertainnt had agreed to collaborate with Link Music, he thought the video issue had passed safely and there was no need to worry about it anymore. But just as he let his guard down, the situation unexpectedly blew up again.

According to Ivanka, aside from the person who fild it, only three people had seen the video: little Kunas, Scott, and her.

Ivanka was his partner, as well as a smart woman. She wouldn’t do sothing to destroy their unity at this ti.

As for Scott, after the collaboration between Link Music and SB, he was going to own 5% of Link Music’s shares. Exposing his scandal wouldn’t benefit him either.

So, the person who released the video must be little Kunas.

He originally wanted to use Scott to trap Link, but the unexpected ’Baby’ copyright infringent incident occurred. Scott had no choice but to accept Ivanka’s terms and collaborate with Link Music.

Frustrated and infuriated that his plan had failed, little Kunas probably released the video in a mont of rage.

Link figured out the cause of the incident in an instant. He didn’t bla Ivanka but reproached himself for being too careless. He had forgotten that while the ’Baby’ copyright was a useful weapon against Scott, it was ineffective against little Kunas.

Now that the situation had arisen, he had no intention of running away. Just as he was about to call Ivanka to discuss counterasures, she called him, saying he should focus on his own matters, and leave the video incident for the company to handle.

Link agreed. Ivanka was the president of Link Music, with good managent skills and a knack for utilizing people. He could rest easy leaving this matter in her hands.

What remained was Taylor.

Thinking of Taylor gave Link a bit of a headache.

Taylor was great, beautiful and smart with long legs, a musical genius, but she also had so of the issues of a typical girl: she was domineering, willful, and possessed a strong sense of ownership over her partner. If she saw this video, even though it was half true and half false, she would probably be very angry.

With the speed of the internet nowadays, she might have already seen the video and be angry at this mont.

Link let out a sigh and took out his phone to call Taylor.

The phone rang a few tis before it was answered, and Taylor’s sweet and cheerful voice ca through.

"Has the wedding started yet? When are you coming back?"

By the tone of her voice, she probably hadn’t seen the video yet.

Link felt a bit distressed. Should he be upfront or change the subject, waiting for her to watch it before explaining?

"Dear, there’s sothing I need to explain to you."

"What is it? Hang on, let take another call. We’ll talk in a bit."

Taylor hung up after saying this.

When Link tried calling again, he couldn’t get through. After three minutes, still nothing. Ten minutes later, the call went straight to voicemail.

Link knew he was in trouble.

Soone must have called her about the video just now.

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Damn it!

"I should have been straightforward earlier and explained everything to Taylor, maybe that would have salvaged sothing for ."

"Now Taylor is not answering her phone, which ans she’s really angry."

Link hurriedly called Mrs. Andrea and brought up the video voluntarily, explaining that it was fake, there was only kissing and nothing beyond that. He also ntioned that Taylor’s phone was off and asked her to check on Taylor and help clarify things.

Mrs. Andrea sighed softly and agreed to help.

Link then made another call to Taylor, but still couldn’t get through, so he opened his email and explained the whole situation in a ssage, hoping Taylor could forgive him.

The email was sent successfully.

But Link knew that such an explanation probably wouldn’t do much good.

He then called Mandy in Los Angeles, as well as Catherine and Selena, telling them the video was fake, not to believe it, and there was no need to panic.

"If Selena has ti, please go to the villa and explain things to Taylor."

"I know, I was just watching that video with Miley. It’s going viral, with over a hundred million views in two hours and several hundreds of thousands of comnts. Twitter has lots of people sharing the video too, and the internet is full of news about you cheating on Emma Watson, it’s so thrilling. A lot of people are saying you should go into adult films," Selena said in an exaggerated tone.

Link, with a face full of dismay, replied, "How can you, a girl, watch that kind of video?"

"I’m of age!" Selena retorted with righteous indignation.

"The video is fake, only the first three minutes are real, the rest has been spliced on."

"Fake? I didn’t notice, wait a second, let watch it again."

"....Don’t watch it again yet, I need your help with sothing."

"What is it? Tell quick!"

While Selena was talking, high-pitched female moans and the sound of Miley and several other girls laughing could be heard over the phone.

Link held his forehead and said with embarrassed endurance, "Here’s the thing, I can’t get through to Taylor, and she probably has seen the video and is now mad at . If you’re not too busy, could you go over to the villa and see if she’s there?"

"No problem! I’ll go after I finish watching."

Over the phone, Selena yelled at Miley to keep it down and then said to Link, "Hehe, Link, rember, a few days ago I dread you fell into the sea and I even called to warn you not to go to the beach. Now that I think about it, that dream must have been about this, predicting trouble for you, big trouble, giggles. I always said my dreams are prophetic, do you believe now?"

"I believe! You’re a witch from xico!"

"Oh, stop it! I’m the Saint Priestess from the Mayan Temple in xico, that’s more like it."

"Yes, Saint! Rember to go to the villa and help explain things."

"Sure, but according to the prophecy in my dreams, I probably won’t be of much help. If you want to shake this trouble off, you’ll have to make an effort yourself. Oh, and after that phone call the other day, I continued the dream and saw you floating up by yourself, which ans this whole ordeal might end without danger."

"Alright, thank you for giving a good ending."

"No thanks needed, just don’t nag about staying up late anymore. Actually, I wasn’t staying up late, I was..municating with spirits, yes, that’s the work of a Saint."

Selena ca up with an excuse on the spot.

Link was truly defeated by her innocence but needed her help now, so he couldn’t scold her and could only flatter her a bit about how amazing she was, long live the Saint, making her happy until the situation blew over. Then he’d give her a lesson.