The next day,

Sunday.

Jim Caviezel accompanied Hayley to Elena's party.

He drove Hayley's new car.

It was parked in a mansion in Beverly Hills.

There were many classmates from Beverly High School.

Most of them were strangers.

After two hours, Hayley left.

"What?

You don't like parties? "Jim turned the steering wheel and slowly drove out of the driveway.

"There's no such thing as liking or disliking.

Berkeley had a big influence on me.

Looking at those people who used to be my high school classmates, I thought, how can they be so boring? "She lit a cigarette." What about you?

Kinou said that you also like to hang out at parties and nightclubs. "

Jim shrugged. "That's because

In Hollywood, it's more important for people to recognize your face. My personal preferences aside. "

"That's why I'm not interested in being an actor."

Jim glanced at her. "You don't have to.

You have such a face.

People will see you wherever you go. "

"I know.

In the first week of school, all the professors remembered me. "But she didn't feel that there was anything to be proud of. It couldn't be more normal.

They drove out of the gate.

Stepped on the accelerator.

Accelerated and left.

"Are you going home now?" Jim asked her.

"Are you taking me anywhere?"

"Just walk around.

Or go to a midnight movie. "

"Jim."

"Hmm?"

"What's it like for ordinary people to fall in love?"

"Eat, go for a walk, talk, watch a movie. If you like shopping,

I can also go shopping with you.

I'm very patient.

I'll never be impatient. "

She smiled and glanced at him sideways.

He slammed on the brakes.

She looked at him, puzzled.

"Hayley." He held the steering wheel, nervous and expectant. "Look at me again like just now."

She was stunned.

After a while, she turned back, smiled lightly, lowered her head, and then slowly raised it again. Slightly tilting her face, her drooping eyelids trembled and raised. Her clear eyes revealed a trace of coquettishness, still with the weakness and innocence of a young girl, so clear that it made people feel tender.

Jim sighed. "Baby —" He lifted her chin with his left hand and kissed her sideways.

After midnight, Jim sent Hayley home.

On Monday morning, he arrived before 7 AM.

"Hello, Lucia.

Where's Hayley?

Are you still asleep? "

"Mr. Kavez, you're here too early. Miss Hayley said to wake her up at 7: 15," Lucia replied methodically.

"Then I'll wait for her for a while." Before he could sit down in the living room, David arrived.

Lucia said awkwardly, "Mr. Bashrov, Miss Hayley said she doesn't want to see you."

David snorted. "She's just being childish."

Lucia panicked. "You can't go up there!

Madam said that no one is allowed to go up. "

"Oh?

Is that so?

That Phoenix often goes there. Why?

Don't you know who is paying your salaries? "

"Mr. Bashrov!

Mr. Bashrov! "Lucia shouted twice. She was probably pushed away and fell to the ground.

Jim thought that Lucia would be able to stop him, but now he couldn't sit still and quickly came out.

David heard someone coming out of the living room and turned to look at him. He snorted contemptuously. "You'd better leave now."

*

Hayley was still asleep.

She was wearing an eye mask and lying on her side on the big bed. A thin blanket covered her waist, revealing her fair and tender arms.

This was the first time David had entered her bedroom and seen her sleeping face. He couldn't help but hold his breath and approach her as quietly as possible. He squatted down beside the bed.

After looking at her for a while, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

She turned over and was still asleep.

A strap of her camisole nightgown had slipped off her shoulder, revealing half of her snow-white breasts.

David couldn't help but swallow a few times, suddenly feeling impatient.

After a while, he couldn't take it anymore. He got up and sat by the bed, leaning over to kiss her.

Hayley was in a daze and was awakened by the kiss. She immediately realized that something was wrong. It wasn't Juven or Jim.

She widened her eyes in shock. "Who is it?"

It was pitch black in front of her. She remembered that she was still wearing an eye mask and reached out to take it off.

Then her hands were grabbed by someone, and that person kissed her lips again, sucking, licking, and biting.

The kissing technique was very good. It was ecstasy, but it was also scary.

Her arms couldn't move, and her legs were pinned down by that person. Hayley was so scared that she was about to cry.

"Don't be afraid." After about ten minutes, David finally let go of her lips. "I just want to kiss you properly."

"David?" Her voice trembled.

"It's me."

He grabbed her wrists with one hand and opened her eye mask with the other. Seeing that her eyes were red and teary, he felt that she was extremely pitiful and cute. He smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. It's just a kiss. Don't think that I'll do anything to you.

You're so good like this. "

He wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers. "Baby, I love you."

Hayley was furious. "You love me?

You sneaked into my room and kissed me without my consent?

You're a lunatic!

Pervert!

Let go of me! "

David let go of her and got up from her body. Then she kicked him a few times.

She was weak. Even if she kicked him, he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he only felt that she was being childish and was extremely cute.

"Stop it." He held her ankles. "Change your clothes. I'll take you to the airport.

Or, I'll send you directly to Berkeley. "

Hayley was furious. "Get out!

Who wants you to send me!

Get out! "

David glanced at her. "I'll wait for you downstairs."

*

Hayley hurriedly changed her clothes and ran downstairs. "Lucia!"

Lucia appeared at the bottom of the stairs, a little panicked.

"Is Jim here?"

Lucia was very nervous. "Mr. Bashrov sent Mr. Kavez out."

"Sent out what?

Kicked out, right? "Hayley said angrily." Who allowed him to kick Jim out? "

David came out of the living room. "That kind of person doesn't match your status."

"Do you think you're worthy?" She rolled her eyes.

"Of course.

It's nothing for a rich man to find a poor, beautiful girl. But for a rich lady to fall in love with a penniless poor boy, that's social news. "

"You're still living 50 or 70 years ago," she said sarcastically.

"Now you think you'll like Little Phoenix or James? What do you see in them?

Is it their faces? "

She was very contemptuous. "But when you spend more time together, you'll realize that you're too naive.

You grew up in a different environment from them. Your knowledge and experience are different from theirs. What will they say to you?

That they'll grovel to the big shots in order to get ahead?

That they can give a role to the producer Blow.

Job？”

Hayley was stunned. Her face was pale. She knew that Hollywood hid its filth, but she really never thought that it might happen to Juven or Jim.

"Sex" was a person's most primitive instinct and the most basic survival skill.

"You're too well protected by Helen. You don't know that there's a dark side to this society. You don't even think about how terrible those dark sides are.

They're very cute and beautiful. That's right. I don't even mind if you play with them. That's what I told you before. But don't think about anything else. "

"When Alexander set foot in New York, he was also penniless."

"I'm thankful for my father's struggle. He allowed me to live a good life.

Hayley, have you thought about it?

If it weren't for Helen's money, would you be able to survive? "

Hayley was almost dizzy, but she quickly reacted. "If I were financially independent, it would be even more impossible for me to fall in love with you.

Or you should try to give me a mansion and jewelry worth millions like Alexander did to Helen. See if I'm tempted. "

"I can spend time and money to make you happy. I think even if you hate me now, I'm confident that I can make you forget your hatred for me. But that's meaningless.

Or do you like the pleasure of being pursued? "He shrugged." That's no problem. As you wish. "

*

Hayley boarded the plane to San Francisco on time.

When she arrived at the Berkeley apartment, she immediately called Jim. "Did David call you this morning?"

"No." Jim was very upset. "But I couldn't take you to the airport. Sorry."

"That's not your fault.

Did he say anything? "

"He said … Well, nothing." There was no need to tell her what was bothering him.

"Are you coming over this weekend?"

"I'll be there on Friday afternoon." After hanging up the phone, Jim scratched his head in annoyance.

It was impossible to pursue a beautiful girl without encountering resistance. He knew very well that even in high school, beautiful girls were always surrounded by many boys.

As a basketball player who was likely to enter the NBA, Jim was not popular with girls in high school. The reason was that he was "not handsome." For this, Kinou laughed at him for a long time.

Keanu concluded that it was not that he was not attractive enough, but that he was too shy. Girls always liked boys who were bold enough. They did not want to be too honest. It would be best if they were a little shameless, but not too much so that they would not make the girls unhappy.

David was a completely different kind of person. He was bold, shameless, tough, and rich. Would Hayley like him?

Jim shook his head. No, she definitely didn't like it. The thing she didn't like most was someone making decisions for her.

Probably because Helen didn't care much about her. She took care of her food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but basically didn't care about anything else. Hayley learned to make her own decisions since she was in elementary school. What clothes to wear, where to play, which school to go to. Helen fully respected her daughter's free will and let her make almost everything by herself.