Carrying a black backpack, Ryan walked out of the airport through the VIP channel, accompanied by George and others. Among the group, in addition to his team, there were several staff members from the publishing house.

Natalie and Mrs. Shelley were extremely smart and kept a distance from Ryan and her group.

Sure enough, just as they walked out of the VIP channel, dozens of reporters and paparazzi rushed to the camera shutter and surrounded them. Fortunately, there were also a large number of staff. They quickly took a step forward and protected Ryan behind them.

Ryan had long anticipated this kind of scene. After all, tomorrow's new book signing ceremony will be announced long ago. As long as someone is interested in checking, his itinerary can always be found. Moreover, in the eyes of the British media, the Harry Potter series is an absolute British literature. It can top the best-selling list of America's best-selling books, which is the victory of the entire Kingdom of Great Britain.

"Ryan, how do you feel when you return to London?"

"It is said that it was the two years of experience in London that made you write the Harry Potter series. Do you have any words to say to British book fans?"

"I heard that there are seven episodes of the Harry Potter series. Can you tell me the specific story?"

These questions are quite normal, after all, the questions are all about journalists from well-known media.

"The current sales of Resident Evil are due to the Harry Potter series, some experts say that if it weren't for the craze of "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", this book would not be worth mentioning at all."

"You donated all the proceeds from the second single to His Highness's Charity Foundation. Will you visit Kensington Palace this time?"

"How far have you developed with Miss Drew Barrymore? Have you ever taken the kiss? Have you gone to bed or not..."

I won’t be polite about the tabloid reporter’s questions. This is the birthplace of paparazzi. They don’t care whether you are a minor or not. Compared with their American counterparts, every question is like a knife.

Under the protection of George and others, Ryan was not interested in answering any questions. As long as he spoke, the paparazzi would become even more crazy, and the articles he wrote the next day would definitely change greatly.

In his previous life, the title of British tabloids was well known.

"Poor Ryan." Natalie followed Mrs. Shelley, as if she was sighing, and seemed to be gloating.

The crazy actions of the reporters attracted the attention of others. Soon, someone recognized Ryan. I don’t know which young man shouted, “Look, it’s Ryan Jenkins!”

Listening to the dense footsteps, Ryan had a headache. It was obvious that his influence had spread to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean. He winked at George and hurriedly squeezed in the direction of the car.

Before the crowd gathered, several cars rushed out of the siege and drove away from Heathrow Airport and headed towards downtown London.

Halfway through, the convoy was divided into two, and the publishing staff headed towards the booked hotel, but the destination of Ryan, Natalie and others was the small villa in Kensington District.

This villa belonging to Nicole has been managed by a special housekeeping company. It doesn’t cost much every year, but it can keep the villa from aging rapidly because there are few people living in it.

"It's here." Ryan opened the flower door of the vestibule and walked in first.

"Is this where you lived in London for two years?" Natalie asked curiously.

"Yes, come on, Nat, I'll take you to visit."

The people behind were naturally greeted by Jinslie. Ryan pulled Natalie and walked around the small garden in the vestibule, then entered the villa, and looked at each room.

"Harry Potter and the Sixth Sense were born in this room," he said, pointing to his room.

Compared to his home in Los Angeles, this room is much smaller. Ryan looked at the musical instruments and furniture inside and felt a little bit like that. The best memory he has ever lived here, a life that only belonged to him and Nicole Kidman.

"Ryan, you're distracted." Natalie gently pinched his ears, an obvious way she learned from Nicole Kidman.

"I remembered what happened when I lived here before." Ryan smiled embarrassedly and pulled her to the roof, "Come on, Nat, there is a terrace above."

The villa is surrounded by such independent houses, and there are few high-rise buildings. Standing on the terrace and looking into the distance, you can see the distance.

"Is that... Kensington Palace?" Natalie asked, pointing to a three- or four-story building in the distance.

"Yes." Ryan nodded, "that is the residence of His Highness the Princess of Wales."

"I don't know if she is here or not, I've never seen her real person." Natalie built a pergola in front of her forehead with her little hand, as if she wanted to see through the building.

"That's it..." Ryan's eyes turned and asked, "Nate, do you want to see the princess with your own eyes?"

"Ah..." Natalie was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that Ryan knew Diana, "This..."

"Let's do this, I have your highness's private phone number." Ryan sighed. This was exchanged for the proceeds of a single. If it expires, it is just to satisfy the wish of his friend. "Let's go down, I'll call, I don't know if she is in London."

When it was dark, the black car drove out of the garage and headed towards Kensington Palace. In just a short time, the paparazzi who were guarding the door of the villa were divided into two, part of them followed on motorcycles, and part of them continued to stay in front of the door.

I have to admire the paparazzi in London. They are amazingly efficient. Before Ryan and Natalie confirmed their itinerary, they found their address and surrounded them at the door.

"It's so annoying, they followed again."

On the rear seat, Natalie looked back and saw several motorcycles falling behind, and she was a little worried.

"Nate, they will deal with you like this when you become famous." Ryan doesn't care. "This has been restrained. After a few years, they will rush over and stick it on the car window to take photos."

Natalie shrugged, she had some thoughts about these things, but she didn't want to tell Ryan that when the car passed through security check and entered Kensington Palace, she asked, "Ryan, do I need to curtsy?"

"This is casual, we are not British."

Despite that, before getting off the car, Ryan tidied up his dress. Seeing his rare serious appearance, Natalie couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Relax, Nat, your highness is a very kind person."

After getting out of the car, he bent his arms and waited for Natalie to hold his arm, Ryan walked towards the main door. After all, he had undergone strict British etiquette training, whether it was walking or dealing with the waiter who opened the door, he looked like a pure British gentleman.

Under the guidance of the butler, he walked into the hall. The chandeliers on the ceiling reflected the entire hall as bright as daylight. The noble blonde woman was waiting in the living room with two boys, big and small.

"May God bless you, Your Highness."

Ryan bowed, and Natalie gave a ladylike gift.

"Hello, Ryan, we're meeting again."

After he introduced Natalie, Diana nodded slightly and introduced the two boys next to her, "This is William, this is Harry, they are all your loyal readers."

Although he was extremely reluctant to salute the two little kids, strictly speaking, Kensington Palace is a royal palace, so Ryan had to owe him again.

"It's great to know you, two of His Highnesses."

Natalie quietly pinched his arm, and she could naturally feel how reluctant he was.

Although Diana said they were his book fans, the two little guys were obviously more like their father, serious and rigid, without any happy appearance, which made Ryan very embarrassed.

"Ryan, this is not a public place, so there is no need to pay attention to those etiquettes." Diana obviously relaxed a lot after sending away the butler and waiter.

Speaking of which, she really doesn't like the royal etiquette, and she is now having a quarrel with Charles. Both of them keep throwing dirty water on each other, causing the royal family to lose face.

"Nate, are you Ryan's friend? Are you also an actor?" Diana was deeply involved in the entertainment industry and had some eyesight.

"Yes, Your Highness." Natalie was even more reserved than Ryan, and she came to visit with some regrets. She should have stayed in the villa for the time difference.

Diana and Natalie chatted for a few words, and Ryan had to deal with the two little princes. Perhaps it was a royal education relationship. They were obviously not interested in him, a person in the entertainment industry. Even if Ryan could find out from his words, they were indeed loyal readers of Harry Potter, and they only liked books.

Since we have come here, of course we can't say goodbye rashly. At Diana's invitation, Ryan and Natalie had to stay for dinner.

Unlike what I imagined, it was not an ancient and monotonous British meal, but a French meal. Sitting at the long dining table, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, British meals were really hard to swallow. He had eaten them in the two years he lived in London for a very limited number of times.

Although Diana said you should be welcome, when two stereotyped princes were sitting opposite each other, neither the open-minded Ryan nor the reserved Natalie, they could not relax, and the dinner was extremely uncomfortable.

I will never come here again in the future! Ryan swears in his heart.

In fact, he knew very well that Diana's rift with the royal family could not be repaired. She was a rebellious person and didn't care about etiquette. However, every stereotyped move of the two princes seemed to be pre-designed. What could he and Natalie do?

No wonder they like their father more, and the royal brainwashing education is still very powerful. Ryan could only sigh.

"Ryan, I heard you're going to hold a sign tomorrow?" Diana asked.

“Yes, in Trafalgar Square.”

"If you need help, just open your mouth."

"I will, Your Highness." Ryan would not take the polite words seriously.

He is not an innocent child, and the other party will receive him. First, because of the love he had in Los Angeles, second, his influence in the entertainment industry is getting bigger and bigger, and third, the money he donated.

Of course, perhaps it was the thoughts of the previous life. Compared with the old-fashioned royal family and Prince Charles, he liked Diana more, even if the other party had obvious shortcomings.
Chapter completed!