In the train carriage, Ryan and George Lucas sat together, drinking coffee and chatting. As figures on the upper level of Hollywood, their topics are naturally inseparable from movies. In addition, the two sides have had many years of friendship, so there is not much concealment when talking.

"If everything is normal, this movie might catch up with next year's Christmas." After Ryan asked the approximate release time of the clone's offense, George Lucas said a few briefly, "Although Twentieth Century Fox shared part of the investment, the pressure on funds for Lucasfilm is still too great."

"George, maybe you won't be happy to say that." Instead of directly interfering in the operation of the other party's company, Ryan reminded him, "The schedule for Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone will be set for next year's Christmas."

"Is that movie finished?" Lucas asked curiously.

"Not yet," Ryan continued after taking a sip of coffee, "Just recently, the special effects shots used in this movie are much less than the clone's attack!"

"Oh, that's it." George Lucas nodded, thought for a while and said, "It depends on the situation."

It is definitely not a wise choice to compete in the same schedule as a movie with a huge influence in the original work.

Ryan suddenly changed the topic, "George, have you ever considered making a few literary and artistic movies? Oscars still owe you a best director."

Listening to Ryan's obvious joke, Lucas shook his head, "I don't need to think about Best Director. Ryan, you want to canvass votes in advance, right? "Gladiator" has not been released yet. Just thinking about the Little Golden Man, the Best Actor,?"

George Lucas was obviously joking, and Ryan said jokingly. "This is what Oscar owes me, isn't it?"

"Ryan, let's just say this in private." After seeing Ryan nodding, George Lucas continued, "I know you are very sensible. As long as you go on firmly, what belongs to you will be yours."

"I never worried about myself." Ryan mentioned that Oscars must have a purpose. Although George Lucas was not favored by Oscars, that was because of the style of filming. In fact, he had a certain influence in the academy. "George, I will ask you to recommend "Gladiator" at that time."

They are all wise people, and some things needless to say are too clear.

After George Lucas smiled and nodded, Ryan drank all the coffee in his cup and stood up and said, "I'll go see Nat."

When he arrived at the independent private room, Ryan gently buckled the door. With a slight creaking, the private room door opened one third. Natalie, who was standing behind, looked here and said nothing. She turned around and sat back on the soft seat.

"You want to drink again?" Ryan first saw the bottle on the table, sat opposite her, holding it directly in her hand, still whiskey, "It seems that I'm here at the right time. Haven't you started drinking it yet?"

The lid of the wine bottle is sealed, and there is no smell of wine in the private room.

Natalie leaned on the back of the chair. Her brown eyes seemed to have lost their focus and said nothing silently. This state lasted for several minutes.

"I'm drunk, I forgot." She spoke slowly.

"Don't quit, Nat." Ryan threw the whiskey into the trash can next to him. "I don't want to see you become a female alcoholic."

He slowly turned around and his brown eyes finally had a focal length. Natalie looked straight at him, as if she wanted to see if the bastard opposite was Ryan in the past.

Did he throw his ten years of feelings aside and turn into a complete asshole?

He can clearly be his own angel, so why does he have to be the devil who drags himself down the abyss?

"Nate, what are your plans when you return to Sydney?" Their holiday was coming, Ryan suggested, "Why don't we go to London together?"

"London?" Natalie's mouth moved slightly.

"The shooting of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone is about to end. Haven't you always like Hermione? Granger? Don't you want to know the actor who plays Miss All News?"

Seeing the flashing eyes opposite, Ryan continued, "Alison has been studying in London. When he called a few days ago, he said he missed you. Don't you want to see her? Oh, and Scarlett is also on vacation in London."

"I……"

Those sky blue eyes were as clear as the sky after the rain. Natalie suddenly lowered her eyelids, blocking her entangled vision. "I haven't seen Taylor and Scar for a long time, so it's okay to go and see them."

I just went to visit Scarlett and Taylor, and it had nothing to do with the bastard on the other side!

When the plane rushed into the sky and was far away from Sydney, Natalie looked at the almost invisible scenery on the land through the porthole, constantly emphasizing this reason in her heart.

He could roughly guess some of Natalie's thoughts. Ryan refused to mention the past quarrels and any sensitive topics, but was just doing everything he should do. Since Nat chose to board his plane, it means that the situation is gradually getting better. Calmness and patience are the key, and he also understood the truth that hasteness would not be achieved.

The most important thing is that there will definitely be a gap between the two of them after this time, and this needs to be gradually eliminated in the future.

Take off from Australia, passes through the Far East, and passes through the entire Europe. For such a long time and distance, Ryan and Natalie remain silent for most of the time. So many things have happened in the past few months, and their moods have gradually changed differently.

After leaving Heathrow Airport, the two girls' voices rang out as soon as they got into the RV.

"Ryan, Nat, it's so happy to see you all come together." The person who can say this must be Scarlett Johnson.

"Ryan, you finally remember to see me?" After a few months, Taylor grew taller again, and she looked to the other side, "Hi, Nat, long time no see."

After saying that, he scratched the golden curly hair, looked at Ryan and Natalie again, and his small brows frowned tightly.

"Ska, Taylor."

Facing the two girls, Natalie became much more cheerful. After smiling and greeting her, she muttered to Scarlett about what happened recently.

"It's not convenient for you to say that, can you change it?"

Taylor jumped out of the seat and squeezed between Ryan and the other two. Natalie rubbed her head affectionately, got up and moved to Scarlett's row.

"Congratulations, dear Brother Ryan!" After a few months, the little girl seemed to have grown up. She lay in his ear and said, "You are one step closer to achieving your goal!"

"Alison!" Ryan couldn't help but glared at her.

"Are I wrong?" The little girl didn't care at all and still bit her ears. "According to my calculations and Scar, it would take at least two to three years to solve this problem. I didn't expect to get the smart Nat done in just a few months!"

"Dear, this is not something you should care about." Ryan knew the degree of gossip of this girl, "You are still a little bitch!"

"Wrong!" Taylor leaned over to him and grimaced, and continued to whisper, "I'm going to be 11 soon!"

She sat back, looked at Scarlett and Natalie opposite, and said, "Scarlett, and Nat, if I only look at height, I said I am 13 years old now, would you believe it?"

"Of course." Natalie nodded.

Scarlett, who had never dealt with her, curled her lips, "You? Look at your breasts, you are just a little brat."

"What?" Taylor almost jumped up and rushed directly to Scarlett, "You little fat girl, don't think that your breasts will become mature!"

The two girls have been used to making trouble since childhood, and at this time they are in chaos.

Natalie hurriedly hid on Ryan's side, subconsciously hugged his arm, and the princess laughed.

"When will they mature?" Ryan sighed.

"Keeping your innocence is not necessarily a good thing."

Natalie looked at her arms holding and wanted to take back her hand. Ryan moved faster and grabbed her little hand with her backhand, "Do you remember, we've made such a fuss before, and you've bitten my ears."

"I really regret not biting it down now."

After pulling hard, Natalie gave up, and Ren Ryan rubbed her fingers, "Ryan with one ear must be very interesting."

One ear? Ryan instantly remembered the image of a mouse with a bandage on his head, and quickly shook his head, dispersing these unreliable ideas.

The RV drove directly into the underground garage of the Hilton Hotel. Ryan and his friends arrived in front of Taylor's presidential suite through a special elevator. She is currently living here with Scarlett.

Ryan has a long-term private room here, but he knows the knot in Natalie's heart, so he booked a room for her before he came.

"I want to make the jet lag."

After saying that, Natalie walked into the room. Scarlett squeezed his eyes at Ryan and followed, "I'll go with Nath."

"You should thank Scarlett very well." Taylor completely regarded it as a fun game, "Dear Ryan, I'll leave it to me."

"Alison, this is not a game!" Ryan warned solemnly.

The little girl walked towards her room, waved her hands indifferently, and said in an adult's tone, "My greedy brother actually knows that this is not a game?"

After not seeing each other for a few months, she seems to have matured a lot?

Shaking his head, Ryan returned to his room. He was not worried that Taylor would add fuel to the fire. After all, this is Nicole's favorite sister. Even if he talks about some misunderstandings, Nicole will only treat it as a childish word.

No matter what it was, Natalie temporarily made a compromise. Even if she was confused and awkward, there was always a solution.

As for Nicole, she will take it slowly. If she doesn't let her breathe in her heart, she doesn't know what the future will be like.
Chapter completed!