Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 337: Became The Hot Commodity

"With so many lawsuits, do I need to appear in court?"

Link asked as he flipped through the docunts at the dining table.

"You don’t need to. The attorney can represent you in court,"

Anna said.

Link nodded, feeling sowhat relieved.

In the United States and Britain, litigation is a long and complicated process. If he had to personally attend every court session, it would be a lot of trouble for him.

After reviewing several docunts, he looked at his work schedule for the week, which was yet another jam-packed week.

It included promoting records, boxing training, shooting a new album’s music video, attending press conferences, an exclusive interview on the Jimmy Fallon Show, the IBF World Boxing Championship defense match, and the upcoming shooting of "Midnight in Paris." He needed to get into character and morize the lines.

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"Squeeze out so more ti for to deal with my relationship issues with Taylor,"

Link put down the schedule and said.

Anna nodded and took out a notebook, asking, "Boss, how do you plan to handle this? Are you breaking up with Taylor, or are you looking for a way to win her back? Different decisions require different amounts of ti."

"Link, what are you planning to do about you and Taylor?" Catherine asked as she cleared the table.

Link shrugged and said, "This is my fault, I hurt Taylor. I can’t just walk away. I plan to find ti to talk to her again. Even if we break up, I want to leave us both with a good ending."

"Link, it’s good that you can think this way, and it shows that you’re a responsible man. Do as you said, deal with things between you and Taylor first, and we can postpone the other matters,"

Catherine patted his shoulder.

Link showed a wry smile; so things are easy to say but hard to do.

Others might think Taylor wanted to break up because of the video, but in fact, over the course of the year they were together, they had accumulated plenty of problems and underlying issues that never surfaced.

The video was just the last straw.

When the last straw ignited, bang! All the issues exploded, making them difficult to resolve.

After giving it so thought, Link said, "Anna, contact Emily. Help arrange a ti with Taylor, I want to talk to her again."

"Alright, I will contact her right away!"

Anna nodded and left.

Ding-dong!

The mobile phone on the table rang, and Link picked it up to see a ssage from Katy Perry.

She was asking if he was free today as she was hosting a party at her house in the afternoon.

She also invited Blake Lively, Rihanna, Emma Roberts, and a few others for a chat.

Link replied that he had accepted a script and was going to et with the director in the afternoon, so he politely declined her invitation.

He was currently having a conflict with Taylor, and going to Katy Perry’s party at such a ti would not only seem disrespectful to Taylor but would also show that he did not take their relationship seriously, definitely an act of a jerk.

Ding-dong!

Another ssage arrived.

Emma Roberts asked if he would go to the boxing gym for training at noon. She had so free ti and wanted to get in a workout.

Link was sowhat puzzled; Katy Perry had just ntioned hosting a party at ho and invited Emma Roberts too, so why was Emma saying she wanted to do boxing training?

After thinking for a bit, he replied that he would be training at the gym from ten to two.

Ding-dong!

Another ssage ca in. Lady Gaga sent a ssage saying the recording of "Legends Never Die" was finished, asking when he could co over to listen and give his feedback.

Link asked her when she planned to release it, and Lady Gaga said she was planning for next week.

Link looked at his schedule and replied that he would be free on the weekend.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

He received two ssages in succession.

Michelle Rodriguez asked if he had ti to go racing and suggested inviting Paul Walker too.

Link said he’d have to contact Paul first—that guy was always busy.

The other ssage was from the supermodel Du Chen·Kolos with whom he’d worked before, asking when he’d shoot the MV for his new album and reminding him not to forget his old friend.

Link said sure, he was working on the MV script and would invite her if there was a suitable role.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Aside from a reply from Du Chen·Kolos, he received ssages from Amanda Seyfried, Lindsay Lohan, and others—even Amber Heard, whom he’d broken up with over a year ago, sent a ssage saying she was ready to return the one million deposit to Taylor and asked if she could continue to be his girlfriend.

When Link saw the word ’deposit,’ he felt a bit disordered. Was he being treated like a tool?

According to Amber, last year Taylor gave a one million deposit, borrowing him from her, and now that a year had elapsed, she wanted to return the money and take back the person.

Link shook his head and told her to contact Taylor’s assistant.

"What’s wrong?"

Catherine ca out from the kitchen and set down a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

"I’m getting a lot of ssages from girls today, it feels a bit strange," Link said as he replied to the ssages.

"Isn’t that quite normal? You are the greatest boy in the world, and there are so, so many girls who like you. They used to be restrained because of Taylor’s presence, but today the dia is all reporting your breakup with Taylor, and you’ve beco a most eligible bachelor. They all see an opportunity and of course will ssage you, checking if there’s a chance to beco your next girlfriend," Catherine said with a faint smile.

"Really?"

Link was a bit surprised. If what Catherine said was true, did that an even Lady Gaga and the tomboy Michelle Rodriguez were interested in him?

That was a bit exaggerated.

Ding-a-ling!

This ti it wasn’t a ssage but a call, and it was Selena calling.

"What’s up? It’s almost nine o’clock, don’t tell you’re still in bed dreaming."

"Not at all, I got up early. I was up at eight, didn’t oversleep. I’m calling to ask if you’re free at noon. Miley and the others are planning to drive to Huntington Beach in South California for so fun, do you want to join?" Selena asked cheerfully.

Link chuckled lightly, "Are you really just going for fun? I’ve received a lot of ssages from girls inviting to their parties, and Catherine said it’s because the dia reported that I’m single. Those girls who are interested in are all trying to set up dates. And now you’re asking out too—don’t tell you’re interested as well? That wouldn’t be right, we’re like siblings."

"Aaah! You jerk Link, what is this nonsense you’re spouting? It’s Miley Kesha and the others who asked to call you, not , not . I would never be interested in you. I like puppies, I like crabs, but I would never like a shaless guy like you, ptui ptui ptui!"

Selena was like an ignited ammunition dump, barraging him through the phone before hanging up huffily, not even saying goodbye.

"What’s got into Selena, was she provoked?" Link asked, puzzled.

Catherine said nothing, just turned and walked into the living room, laughing loudly.

Link shook his head and ssaged Selena saying he was busy today and couldn’t go out to play. They could plan a family trip next month when Anne arrived.

He also reminded her to be careful on the road, avoid remote places, and it was best to bring an assistant.

He sent three ssages before Selena replied with one.

"Got it, you’re so long-winded. I don’t want to talk to you."

Link chuckled softly and put away his phone.