[Chapter 87: The Pole Warrior]
Beverly Hills, Courtyard by Marriott.
Inside a hired-out banquet hall, the crew from Midnight Entertainnt partied hard.
gan Taylor discreetly slipped away, carrying a plate as she entered an adjoining private room, pulling out a chair to sit down across from Hawke Osnt.
Hawke grabbed a wine glass and poured her a bit of red wine, asking, "Leaving so soon?"
"I'm just too visible when I'm around them," gan said, her gaze fixed on Hawke as she scrutinized him.
Hawke wore a casual, form-fitting white shirt that hugged his muscular fra, and the definition in his arms was particularly noticeable with each movent.
gan felt her mouth water and quickly took a sip from her wine glass.
Noticing the strange glint in her eyes, Hawke deliberately asked, "What's up?"
gan glanced at her watch; it was still too early to leave, and said, "Soone told that Gretchen from Ace News has been in contact with you."
Hawke saw no need to deny it, "Just normal business; she wants hot news, and I can provide it."
He turned the question back on her, "What's your relationship with her?"
gan laughed, "Direct competitors. If Gretchen ranks first among the anchors at Channel 11 during pri ti, I'll have to settle for second."
The cunning Hawke imdiately responded, "Since she's your competition, I'll refuse to cooperate with her."
gan didn't believe him, but it didn't stop her from feeling pleased to hear it, and she asked, "What's the next story you plan to produce?"
Hawke replied seriously, "I always take a serious approach to news; I only film events that actually happen."
"Let give you a tip," gan rembered sothing and added, "Miller Collins' divorce from Maria Collins is going to have a female judge, and the diator is also female."
Hawke grasped the essence right away, "Won helping won."
gan's eyes brightened, "That's a very fresh perspective." She continued, "Unless sothing unexpected happens, most of Miller Collins' wealth will be taken by his ex-wife and daughter." ȐἈŊȰ฿Êŝ
Hawke recalled that Maria Collins was on Edward's list and sighed, "The Savior must have saved the earth in a past life."
gan, with her keen sense for news, inquired, "I wonder why you're targeting Miller Collins if your goal's already achieved."
Hawke clarified, "I'm only interested in won."
gan blinked a few tis, stating, "This ti, I owe you one; you nailed the key person and helped vent so frustration."
Hawke replied, "You still need to be careful; the Dwarfs' Gang definitely has so loose ends. If any of them goes crazy and wants revenge, it could be troubleso."
gan wholeheartedly agreed, "You're absolutely right. Last ti they vandalized a car, next ti they could hurt soone..."
Hawke suggested, "You should hire a bodyguard."
gan looked at him, "It's too late for that tonight."
She glanced at her watch again, deciding to take charge: "Aren't you always working out? Could you play bodyguard just this once and take ho?"
Hawke picked up his phone from the table, "I'll drive you."
After so brief back-and-forth, the two of them left the hotel together.
...
Hawke drove his Mondeo, taking gan out of Beverly Hills, into Westwood, and turning onto Olympic Boulevard, soon arriving at a standalone villa.
Without waiting for Hawke to park, gan pulled out a remote and opened the electronic gate, "Go ahead."
Hawke drove into the yard, followed gan out of the car, and walked toward the front door.
gan walked ahead.
Hawke trailed behind, enjoying a good view of her fit figure.
gan opened the door and stepped inside first.
Just as Hawke turned to close the door, gan tossed aside her handbag and lunged at him.
They kissed wildly, hands roaming everywhere.
After a mont, Hawke pushed her away.
gan sat on the living room sofa, looking at Hawke in surprise, seemingly puzzled about why he pushed her away.
Hawke moved to the window, pulled the curtains shut, and glanced at the streetlight outside.
He closed all the curtains.
gan comnted, "You're quite cautious."
"I'm not afraid," Hawke replied, pulling another curtain closed. "I'm just worried you might beco the headline for another show."
Once the curtains were all drawn, gan, in her high heels, walked toward the bedroom, beckoning Hawke with her finger as she opened the door and leaned against the fra, asking, "Why were you specifically watching the poles?"
Hawke straightforwardly explained, "I have a nickna; it's the Pole Warrior."
gan looked at a particular hard spot in awe, remarking, "That's quite an image."
Hawke quickly moved, dragging her into the room.
...
Brentwood, outside a restaurant.
To thank Edward for spending ti with Indio, Deborah treated him to dinner.
This guy always had higher IQ when it ca to wooing won, as if his mind was stuffed with cotton and grew new brain cells overnight.
By the end of the day, Edward had certainly won Deborah's favor.
Deborah let Indio get in the car first and turned to Edward, saying, "I really appreciate you today; we haven't had this much fun in a while."
Edward grinned ear-to-ear, "I'm really happy being with you guys."
Deborah felt she wanted to leave but was missing sothing, trying to find a topic, "I forgot to ask what you do for work."
Edward recalled the scope of the studio's business and replied earnestly, "Crisis PR consulting and business strategic planning."
Deborah, a forr actress, understood this industry, saying, "That's a great job."
After a day of playing, Indio was tired and sleepy, leaning out the window, "Mom, can we go ho and sleep?"
Deborah pointed at Edward, "Just a mont, I need to say goodbye to Edward."
Indio, leaning on the car window, innocently asked, "Can't we bring Edward ho to sleep? We have so many rooms; I could play with him when I wake up tomorrow."
This made Deborah a bit embarrassed.
Edward took the initiative to excuse himself, "It's late; you should take Indio back."
Deborah nodded slightly.
Edward helpfully opened the driver's side door for her.
In no ti, the red Bentley pulled away.
Edward got into his used minivan and headed back to East Hollywood, parking at the studio, and stepped inside.
It was getting late. He walked around the upstairs and downstairs but didn't see Hawke.
"That's weird, where's the boss? Did he discover so big news?" Edward mused as he pulled out his phone to call.
Suddenly, he rembered that Hawke had gone to gan Taylor's party.
Edward was always bright in this regard. Tossing aside the thought of calling, he went upstairs to shower and sleep.
...
In the morning, feeling a lot lighter, gan walked with newfound energy.
She felt like a clogged pipe had finally burst open, water gushing out, inexplicably refreshing.
So, after getting up in the morning to provide assistance, gan specially made high-protein breakfast for Hawke, including eggs, milk and fried fish.
The two sat at the dining table together, enjoying breakfast.
After tasting the fried fish, Hawke complinted, "Not bad cooking."
gan replied, "I usually make breakfast for myself." She looked out the window at the tall streetlight pole and asked, "Climbing those things really builds endurance in that area?"
Hawke casually remarked, "Actually, I haven't climbed them that many tis."
gan clicked her tongue in astonishnt, "But you truly are the Pole Warrior."
Hawke proudly stated, "Thanks; that nickna fits well."
He then turned serious, "There's sothing I need to tell you."
gan put down her utensils, worried that Hawke was about to confess, cutting him off, "Let go first."
Hawke nodded, "You first."
gan was very direct, "I'm busy with work and under a lot of pressure; my career is on the rise. I don't have ti or energy for a relationship, but I'm an adult and naturally have physical needs."
Hawke felt relieved and replied, "That's what I wanted to say as well."
Rembering the star anchor from Channel 11 trying to woo Hawke, gan specifically added, "It looks like we are the best partners; we think alike."
Hawke didn't engage with that remark but instead continued, "We won't enter each other's lives. If either of us has needs, we can reach out to each other."
gan was thinking broader, "Not limited to just my place; we could et elsewhere too."
Hawke replied, "I'm open to that."
gan was very pleased. Although Hawke had an average face and wasn't particularly handso, he was strong and fit.
The key point -- the Pole Warrior.
...
After breakfast, Hawke packed his stuff and prepared to leave.
gan suddenly rembered sothing and called Hawke to the basent, rummaging through a storage cabinet to pull out a box and place it in front of Hawke, "This is sothing a sponsor gave during an event. Since I don't run on the front lines, I have no use for it, but you might find it helpful."
Hawke quickly unwrapped the box to find a small wearable cara, perfect for shooting while on the move.
gan added, "I noticed the LAPD has started equipping so of their officers with similar gadgets after the Dwarfs' Gang incident."
Hawke nodded, "I think they call them body cams."
gan had specifically inquired, "Exactly."
"I've wanted to buy one but couldn't find it in any stores," Hawke put it away. "I'll take it."
gan's intent was clear, "Use it to capture so explosive news."
Hawke glanced at the ti, "You should get to work; let's go."
...
They left the house; gan's BMW 7 was in for repairs, and she had borrowed a car left at the hotel parking lot from last night.
Hawke drove her to Fox Television Center before returning to the studio.
When Edward saw Hawke walk in, he set his sandwich down and leaned closer to sniff, "Boss, you sll familiar; let think hard..."
He truly had a talent with won: "That's the scent of gan Taylor!"
Hawke replied, "Correct answer; this week's paycheck is deducted."
"How can you be so cruel?" Edward cautiously asked, "So, are you two dating now?"
"Are you kidding?" Hawke sat on the sofa and stretched, "Just running partners to solve physical needs."
Edward praised, "That's my boss; never getting tied down to one tree."
Hawke noticed so empty boxes near the door and asked, "Are you moving?"
"So stuff was left at Nicole's; she wants to pick it up soon," Edward summarized his experience. "I won't leave my things at their places again; it's better to move in with just my bag."
*****
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