I’m in Hollywood

The taxi stopped in front of the Eric Villa and Drew paid the money to get off the taxi. The long black driver, who had a similar resemblance to Jordan, glanced at the bruises on his knees in Drew's short skirt and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Barrymore, do you need me to help?"

Drew shook his head: "Thank you, no need."

After I limped forward, I rang the doorbell. The black driver couldn’t help but look at the high wall, because the recent tabloids were too crazy, and there were obviously a few paparazzi cars not far away, so he quickly remembered that this was Eric William. Sijia, but this has nothing to do with his taxi driver, shrugged and started to leave the car.

Hearing the familiar voice coming from the walkie-talkie in front of the door, Drew finally felt that his knee hurts and wanted to cry. Only in front of Eric, she had a chance to behave like a soft little girl, because only him Will care about her.

"Eric is me." Drew said to the walkie-talkie.

"Drew, wait, I will come right away."

After a while, the door opened, Eric saw some embarrassed Drew, and quickly let the girl in, turned back to the door, and said: "Drew, what's wrong with you, how is it hurt in the leg?"

Drew’s tone was a little wronged: “My mother didn’t know what was going crazy, locked me in the house and didn’t let me out. I could only climb down from the second floor, and the sheets were not fastened...”

Eric quickly wondered if Drew’s mother was really stupid, but did not rush to say it. His armor checked it for the **** and found that it was not a big problem. It was just a bit bruised. Some skin was scratched on the surface: "Go, go to the house, I will help you deal with it."

Drew gently sighed, and couldn't help but pull Eric's sleeves and limped two steps.

Eric glanced at the girl's appearance, sighed and leaned over to pick up the **** and walk toward the villa.

On the living room sofa, Eric found a first-aid kit, cleaned the wound for Drew, and did not idle on his mouth: "Don't do this anymore, it's dangerous. Fortunately, this time it was only a minor injury. Your mother, though..." Having said that, Eric suddenly didn't know how to evaluate Drew's mother. He could only vaguely skip the following: "But she will never be like you."

Drew stretched his white calf and let Eric be busy on it. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Eric, is there something going on?"

Eric's action on the bandage paused and said, "You see it?"

Drew nodded. "I feel that my mother is weird these days. I secretly called and said nothing. I also locked me in the house abnormally, saying that it was for me. I have not reported it in the newspaper before. I have not used drugs and alcohol, but she has not done so."

Eric tied Drew’s bandage on his knees and packed the gauze and water back into the first aid kit: “I don’t know how to tell you about this.”

Drew didn't talk, and looked at Eric with some uneasiness, waiting quietly for the other party to go on, obviously knowing that it was caused by himself.

"At noon, Annie called me from New York and said that someone wanted her to appear in court to testify to me... I have a relationship with you."

Drew's so smart head, Eric is just such a sentence, she quickly figured out the ins and outs of things.

Awkwardly stood up, Drew’s face was sad and angry, and the voice was a little hysterical: “It’s her, she must be her, I said how sneaky she was in the past few days, and locked me at home and said it was for me. Ok, when is she really good for me, I want to sever her mother-daughter relationship with her, this Bichi..."

"Drew, don't do this," Eric's idea of ​​the Orientals made him quickly stop Drew from making more vicious words: "Shantou, others say your mother, you can't marry her, even though she doesn't Too qualified, but she is your mother."

Seeing the dignity in Eric's expression, Drew knew that it would be angry if he really came out again. Although both sides quarreled with their mother at home, what both sides could swear. But since Eric feels wrong, it is definitely not right: "I'm sorry, Eric." Shantou weakly apologized.

"Well, Drew," Eric gently took the **** into his arms and hugged him: "In fact, there must be other people behind this incident. Otherwise, your mother will definitely not do this because I was sent to prison and there was not much benefit to her."

"Sorry, Eric, that... she must have collected the money. I paid for it when I returned to the age of seventeen. She has already squandered it. What can I do for you?"

"Don't apologize, Drew, it doesn't matter to you. I have let Edward do some preparations, you don't want to mix it again, you are still small."

Two people chatted for a while, Eric looked at the sky outside, the sunset will be half hot in the sky: "Drew, take a break, I am going to dinner, want something to eat?"

"Pizza, steak, pasta..." Drew was not polite at all.

I have to continue to say that the brain is knocked by Eric: "I can't do anything you said, I still want to take it out. Also, always eat these things, you are not afraid that you will become a little fat girl in the future. ?"

"Not afraid, don't you like a fat girl?" Drew smiled slyly.

Eric just picked up the phone and rang the doorbell. Eric took the microphone to Drew: "Come on, let me see."

Drew promised to take the microphone and open the thick phone book next to the phone in the takeaway restaurant.

Eric walked into the door and asked at the microphone, and a man’s voice was heard across the street: "Mr. Williams, I am a Los Angeles police officer."

Open the door, standing outside a fat white policeman and a woman in her thirties, just looked at the appearance, Eric roughly judged the identity of the other party, because this woman is very similar to Drew.

The white policeman had a clear reluctance on his face. Although the young man was young, his reputation was not very good recently. But after all, it is a very identifiable person. He does not want to mix this kind of **** to the stove, but he can't refuse to face the woman's entanglement, or he will be complained.

"Hello, Mr. Williams, I am Matt Bryson." The white policeman reached out and shook it with Eric, and then said awkwardly: "This Edico Gide Marco The lady said that you abducted her daughter..."

Eric frowned, his eyes sharply glanced at Edico, and the woman in front of him saw Eric looked over, slightly raised his head, and wanted to express his arrogance, but in Eric. Under the oppressive momentum, his eyes flashed slightly. It may be that she is not sure whether Drew is here at Eric, so she lacks confidence.

"Drew is really here, but I didn't abduct her. She came over by herself. Ms. Adico, I think we need to talk."

Eddie saw Eric unexpectedly voluntarily admitted that the momentum was like a dry balloon instantly inflated: "There is nothing to talk about, let my daughter hand over, I want to take her back, you are strong.丨 丨 丨."

Eric sank his face and said: "Ms. Marco, please pay attention to your words. Now there is a policeman who is here. With your sentence, I can sue you, and the evidence is conclusive!"

"You..." Eddie's neck shrank a little, and looked at the policeman next to him, but he looked for help.

Eric took the lead to speak to the policeman: "Mr. Bryson, trouble you to run in person, things are not as serious as Ms. Marco said, Drew is a good friend with me, she came to me in the afternoon. It’s a normal thing to play at home. Isn’t it? It may be that Ms. Aidike’s reaction is a bit too aggressive. So if there is nothing else, you can leave, we will negotiate privately.”

Matt Bryson also didn't like the woman around me. After listening to Eric's words, she sighed down the road: "That's it, Mr. Williams, Ms. Marco, I will leave."

"Mr. Bryson, you can't do this, he..." Eddie apparently didn't want to face Eric alone, and pulled forward Matt Bryson to continue to entangle.

Matt Bryson opened the hand of Adico: "Mrs. Marco, things are very clear, your daughter came to play with Mr. Williams's house, and then entangled, I will sue you for nuisance!"

Watching Matt Bryson driving away in the police car, Edico lost the biggest reliance, facing Eric and looking weak. Although Eric is just a young adult, any social, wealth, status and other factors will bring a natural sense of oppression. Although Adico has a child star daughter, he can barely be considered a middle-class woman. Coupled with the experience of being a small actor, facing the new director such as Eric is unconsciously short.