Burbank villa.
It was around eight in the evening. Zucker and his young girlfriend, Lima, had just enjoyed a lavish candlelit dinner. The two cuddled together on the sofa, watching television.
"Darling, I'm leaving for Europe tomorrow. You have to remember to call me every day," Lima said reluctantly.
Hearing this, Zucker kissed her forehead and smiled. "Don't worry. No matter how busy I am, I'll remember to call you. You know what kind of person I am."
"Mm." Lima nodded.
Character?
What the hell was that?!
Strictly speaking, Zucker's character was fairly decent. Other than being a little stingy and carrying on a long-term affair with Jessica Chastain, he really had no other bad habits.
"Darling, if... I mean, if it's possible, you could completely give up modeling. You know my financial means. They're enough for the two of us to live very well for the rest of our lives."
Zucker and Lima had been together for quite some time, from first meeting to making their relationship official.
If Zucker had initially pursued Lima because he "wanted her body" and because of her title as one of the ten greatest supermodels of the early twenty-first century, then after spending so much time together, anyone would develop feelings.
Zucker did not really want her to continue working in the modeling industry.
After all, the chaos and scandals of the modeling world were even more shocking than those in the entertainment industry!
Lima shook her head. "Darling, you know that walking the runway is not only my profession, but also a dream I've held for a long time. I like walking beside you under everyone's gaze, not following behind you."
"If you want everyone's attention, you can get it in Hollywood. You don't need to be a model. You know I