Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm Chapter 700 - 692: Protecting These Beautiful Blossoms

"Mr. yers. I—I—I didn't know," Carl Johnson stamred.

Martin smiled. "Now you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I know! I'll disappear from here imdiately!"

With that, Carl Johnson and his two bodyguards turned and left without looking back, heading straight toward the direction of the night market dance club—mouths still grumbling in that direction.

At the sa ti, the club manager had already stepped in to stop the tattooed Black man and the other who was about to make a move on gan. Wiping cold sweat from his brow, he was thankful the security had hesitated just enough.

Then, plastering on a flattering smile, he turned to Martin, bowed slightly, and said:

"My apologies, truly, I had no idea these two ladies were your friends, Mr. yers. It's all been a misunderstanding. How about this—tonight, all expenses for these two ladies are on the house, and we'll also present them with two VIP mbership cards."

...

Back in Martin's car, The Red-Haired Girl still felt as if it were all a dream.

Sitting in the passenger seat, she kept sneaking peeks at Martin and gan in the backseat through the rearview mirror.

Inwardly, she was both shocked and awed.

"gan's friend is actually Martin freaking yers? Oh my God, unbelievable. That ans I've indirectly gotten to know Martin too!"

Red-Haired Girl felt her night had turned spectacular—not only had she tangled with the son of a billionaire, but she'd also gotten acquainted with another super-rich tycoon.

"This is way too exciting!!!"

Martin first dropped Red-Haired Girl off at her place, then left with gan.

As she watched the rcedes gradually disappear into the distance, she sighed with envy: "gan's in for a great night... lucky girl!"

...

Inside the rcedes, Martin didn't ask gan where she lived, nor did gan say anything about going ho.

The two seed to understand each other, allowing the car to head straight to Martin's luxury residence in Beverly Hills.

On the way, they chatted casually.

Only then did Martin learn that gan's friend wasn't just so ordinary woman.

Her na was Koleen Brooks.

At forty years old, she had worked fifteen years ago as a stripper in a nightclub called Shotgun Willie's in Denver, Colorado.

But that was just the beginning.

In a surprising twist, five years ago, this sa woman ran for mayor of the small town of Georgetown, Colorado—and won.

Georgetown, located in central Colorado, about 65 kiloters from Denver, used to be a silver mining town.

Unfortunately, she lasted only a year before being impeached mid-term.

The reason? Well, let's just say she was a walking scandal.

Her "greatest hits" included using heavy drugs in secret, publicly exposing her breasts at bars, and getting into brawls where she cursed at police officers.

Just ten months into her term, the city council had already tried to remove her once—but gave her a second chance.

Reportedly, she even hired people to beat up a cop she didn't like.

Later, she was prosecuted for falsifying evidence—claiming she'd been attacked with a knife on her way ho from work.

If convicted, she faced up to two years in prison and over $100,000 in fines.

Still, she wasn't arrested but was summoned to appear in court again on April 11.

She insisted she really had been assaulted with a knife.

After being impeached, Koleen Brooks vehently denied all the rumors.

She denied ever exposing herself in public, claiming she'd stopped such behavior after becoming mayor.

Regarding her breast augntation, she said, "I spent a lot of money to get these beautiful boobs."

As for hiring thugs, she dismissed the accusations as "nonsense."

During her term, she also ran a side business: a beauty clinic called "Dare2BeDifferent."

Her policies as mayor weren't popular, and her relationship with other city officials was fraught with tension.

Describing her conflicts with them, she once said: "There's no better drama series than this."

After her removal, she said in an interview: "I thought Georgetown needed change. But maybe the voters didn't. Still, good didn't lose to evil. I will never give up. I'm standing up against all this."

Shortly afterward, she joined a feminist organization and beca a staunch advocate.

...

In the driver seat, Gordon was dumbfounded. This woman's life story was downright outrageous and wild.

As they chatted, the rcedes rolled into Martin's estate.

Martin didn't go to the master bedroom—Alexandra was asleep there in preparation for her upcoming match.

Instead, he led gan to one of the guest rooms.

gan blushed, knowing full well what was about to happen.

She felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Martin, anwhile, was stirred by emotion. Right now, gan was still pure, not yet transford into that silicone-doll-like version of herself from the original tiline.

But now, with him in the picture, gan's future wouldn't end up the sa.

In the other tiline, she had fallen for the wrong person—going from Hollywood's sex symbol to a ntally broken woman under the control of her fiancé.

Forced to kneel... to wear a leash like a dog in public... to suffer dostic abuse... to dress provocatively on command... to be enticed into substance use.

Her fiancé—MGK, Machine Gun Kelly—had even bragged in interviews about their experiences using hallucinogens together.

gan admitted that drug use had brought her intense suffering, like being dragged through Hell itself, and she refused to ever touch that stuff again.

She later confessed that her relationship with MGK was filled with "pain, blood, addiction issues, and extre behavior," and that she had endured many horrible things.

But because the two of them often acted all lovey-dovey in public, the online crowd ignored all the red flags, assuming gan was a willing participant.

"I'll say this now: MGK was abusing gan right in front of us, but no one cared because their public displays of affection were so awkward and cringe that people couldn't connect them to real abuse."

It wasn't until gan's therapist couldn't stay silent anymore that soone stepped in—publicly calling out MGK for brainwashing her (i.e., emotional manipulation/PUA), and privately urging gan to break up with him.

Eventually, gan escaped that relationship—but her life was pretty much wrecked by then.

Honestly, Martin sotis felt like he wasn't a "devil" at all, but Hollywood's "savior."

Just how many won with tragic futures had he already saved from ruin?

Nicole Kidman, Charlize Theron, Jessica Alba, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, Drew Barrymore, Britney Spears... and now gan Fox.

Yes, it was him—Martin yers—protector of these beautiful blossoms, ensuring they could bloom freely under the sun!

[GodOfReader: Wow, Thank you for your service then.]