America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 840 - 829: The Peeping Tom_3

Charlotte gave a faint smile, "I want to talk to Martin for a moment."

Bruce approached the trailer, opened the door, and entered, "Charlotte Kirk is looking for you."

Martin nodded, "Let her in then."

Charlotte entered the trailer, purse in hand, and looked around briefly.

The trailer was spacious, with luxurious interior decor, and many of the fixtures appeared to be gold-plated.

The temporary resting trailer for a superstar was worlds apart from an ordinary one.

Charlotte, now in a short-sleeved shirt, greeted Martin, "I've got a little matter to talk to you about."

Martin gestured towards the single-seater sofa, "Have a seat anywhere."

Charlotte sat on the sofa opposite Martin, placing her purse casually by her side, the opening facing Martin's direction.

Martin took a quick glance at the actress with golden-brown wavy hair, who would also be considered strikingly beautiful even in Hollywood.

Charlotte crossed her legs, and as her skirt shifted, it seemed a special view was revealed.

Martin had a guess as to why this woman had come to see him.

Charlotte gently tapped her handbag, smiling as she spoke, "I saw you filming today and it looked especially tough, it was very hot. Back in my hometown, there's a way to prevent dehydration..."

Martin's gaze swept over Charlotte's handbag, and he pulled out a small remote control from the drawer beside the low table, concealing it in his palm, and pressed it towards Charlotte's direction.

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In a corner of the trailer's ceiling, a secret device installed by Bruce rotated and suddenly flashed a red light, emitting a piercing alarm sound.

"Beep! Beep—"

Startled by the sound, Charlotte froze momentarily.

With astonishing speed, Martin pulled a handgun from the drawer.

With a thud, the trailer door was pushed open from outside, and Bruce rushed in with a gun in one hand.

Turning towards the noise, Charlotte saw Bruce holding the gun and then turned back to see the gun in Martin's hand, instinctively raising her hands and shouting, "I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!"

Bruce said, "Miss Kirk, to avoid any accidents or misunderstandings, it's best to keep your hands up and don't make any sudden moves."

Charlotte, shaking all over, blurted out sincerely, "I won't move, I promise I won't."

Martin gave Bruce a look.

Bruce stepped forward, scrutinized Charlotte's bag, and nodded to Martin.

Martin pulled out his phone and called producer Charles Roven directly, "Charles, you better come to my trailer right away, it's an emergency."

Charlotte held her hands up for a while, too tired to keep them raised but too afraid to let them down, her arms aching as if shaking uncontrollably.

After not too long, producer Charles Roven and the recently wrapped Nolan couple each entered Martin's trailer.

Seeing Charlotte with her hands raised and Bruce as if facing a major threat, Charles asked, "Martin, what's going on?"

Martin stood up, pointed to the bag Charlotte brought, and declared, "She brought a miniature camera to secretly film."

Charlotte instinctively denied, "I didn't!"

Martin gestured towards Bruce, "Old Cloth got it on video, you don't mind, do you?"

Nolan said, "That's fine."

Charles responded, "Okay."

"You can put your hands down now," said Martin, pointing to the handbag, "Miss Kirk, this is your bag, isn't it?"

Charlotte lowered her hands, moved them around for a bit, and then said with feigned confidence, "Yes, it is."

Martin instructed, "Please open your bag."

Aware of the serious consequences, Charlotte resisted, "This is my personal property, it contains my private items, and I refuse."

Martin shook his head, "Old Cloth, call the police. I suspect Miss Kirk has items in this bag that could endanger my personal safety."

Emma Thomas took a step forward, "Charlotte, it's best if you open it yourself."

Charles Roven stared at Charlotte, "You better know what you're doing!"

Martin looked at Charles and took out his phone.

Charlotte had no choice but to unzip her purse.

Bruce directed her, "The middle compartment."

Hesitating for a moment, Charlotte closed her eyes and then opened it.

A miniature camera was nestled in the middle, the lens connected to the exterior of the purse, ingeniously made.

Nolan flatly said, "My crew doesn't need a sneak filmer."

Charles Roven announced, "I will give an explanation..."

But Martin cut him off, "Miss Kirk, you and I have no conflicts, and we first met on set. Why are you doing this?"

His voice suddenly rose, "Who put you up to this?"

Charlotte thought of Kevin Tsujihara. Seeing the power players of the crew in front of her and losing hope in them, Tsujihara became her only support.

She knew she couldn't involve Kevin Tsujihara at this point, and quickly shook her head, "No, nobody put me up to it, I wanted to do it myself."

Charles asked, "Why?"

"I'm a minor actress, all alone, with nothing but my body," Charlotte projected an air of extreme misery, "In the crew, I'm just disposable, but I'm not content with that!"

Almost shouting, she added, "My acting is no worse than Jessica Chastain's, and I'm even prettier, so why can she be the female lead? I too want support, to land important roles..."

This answer was entirely plausible and was what Martin and the others had expected.

Charlotte looked at Martin, "I meant no harm in coming to you, I just wanted to offer the only gift that I could, in exchange for your attention and importance, for you to lift me up just once."

She closed her eyes briefly, then continued, "Like many beautiful actresses in Hollywood who can't make a name for themselves, I've slept with many important men, but too many don't recognize you once they've pulled up their pants. So I thought of this tactic, to at least make you remember you got something from me!"