America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

More and more people gathered to see what was happening.

Not far away, the people from the Harry Potter Crew also arrived.

In a film studio full of stars, Emma Watson outshone them all, becoming the brightest star in the night sky.

After taking several photos, Bruce didn't linger, and he pressed the accelerator to head towards the crew.

"What's going on?" Martin was still listening to the voices behind him, "I heard that girl up front yell about firecrackers attacking Emma Watson."

Bruce was listening carefully too, while simultaneously recording the sounds, "It seems like someone set off firecrackers in the toilet to blast Hermione."

Setting off firecrackers in the toilet, really a stroke of genius!

Martin immediately thought of someone and said, "The peeping tom Silsa Ronan!"

Bruce nodded, "Most likely her, she just got some firecrackers at noon, and had a conflict with Emma Watson."

Martin and Bruce came back, and many people from the crew hurried over there.

With no one around the trailers, Martin parked the electric car and prepared to grab his bag and return to the hotel.

From the darkness on the left, a black shadow suddenly flashed out.

Martin reacted quickly, and before the person could reach him, he grabbed their neck and slammed them onto the carriage with a bang.

The person was wearing a black robe with a pointed hood and a white skeleton mask with an exaggerated facial expression, exactly resembling the appearance of a killer from "Scream."

However, the figure was petite, several sizes too small.

Silsa lowered her voice and yelled, "It's me, it's me, Silsa!"

Martin yanked off the hood from her head and said, "You're lucky I didn't kill you."

Silsa said, "Could you... could you drop me off at the entrance of Pine Forest Film Studio later?"

Martin went up to collect his things and asked, "Did you do what happened to Emma Watson over there?"

"I did it." Silsa had taken the firecrackers from Martin, so she knew she couldn't deny it, "I threw them into the cubicle while she was in the toilet; it must have been fabulous."

Her tone suddenly shifted, "Actually, I've seen that you guys had some unpleasantness with her, you won't tell her, right?"

Martin thought about it, and since he had set up a good guy persona, decided to stick with it and showed her some photos on his phone.

Silsa took Martin's phone and started flipping through a dozen photos. Although not very clear, one could recognize that all were embarrassing shots of Emma Watson. Seeing the toilet paper on top of the little witch's head, she laughed heartily.

Martin reminded her, "Watch your mouth, you've provoked the princess of all Harry Potter fans, you could really get beaten to death."

Silsa nodded repeatedly, "I will absolutely not tell anyone! Martin, you won't tell anyone either, right? This is our secret."

She asked Martin, "Can I have a copy of the photos?"

Bruce took out a laptop, saved the clearer photos taken under bright streetlights into two USB drives, gave one to Silsa, and said, "Keep it for your enjoyment."

"Thanks." Silsa put away the USB drive, regretfully, "It's a pity, I didn't get to see it happen live."

Martin reminded, "Let's go."

Silsa pulled out an ordinary black bag, packed away the robe and mask, got onto the electric car Bruce drove to the trailers, and together they left Pine Forest Film Studio.

When they reached the parking lot near the main gate, she got off the car, waved at Martin, "The hotel I'm staying at is nearby, I'll come find you some other day."

Martin waved his hand and got into the car with Bruce.

Bruce didn't start the car and asked Martin, "This stuff should be worth a lot of money to a journalist from 'The Sun,' right?"

Martin asked, "Run out of spending money?"

"The extra income is enough to support my regular expenses," Bruce had many considerations, "I'm planning to buy a few new bags for Kim and Khloe with these photos."

He hadn't forgotten about Martin, "Lily is coming to Los Angeles; you'll need to buy gifts, this money should buy a lot of Bay Crocodile teeth and wild buffalo horns."

Martin glanced at the time, "While the others haven't come out yet, go sell it quickly, and don't show up in person."

Bruce knew he sometimes appeared in the media with Martin, so he nodded immediately, "I'll find someone."

He promptly took out his phone to make a call.

With many celebrities and a variety of crews, Pine Forest Film Studio was a target closely watched by numerous gossip media journalists and paparazzi.

Publications like "The Sun" and "Daily Mail" always had journalists stationed there.

Geddes was a "The Sun" journalist permanently stationed at the location.

Today it was getting late, and he was about to leave work when someone approached him from the direction of the studio, knocking on his car door.

Geddes rolled down the window and asked, "Can I help you?"

"You're from 'The Sun,' I know," the person was plain and would be hard to pick out of a crowd, "I have news to sell, are you buying?"

Geddes reminded, "It would be better if there are pictures or videos."

The person nodded, "I have pictures, from the Harry Potter Crew, Emma Watson's, truly exclusive!"

Geddes opened the passenger door and invited the person to get in, "I need to have a look at the photos."

The person took out a phone and showed a picture. It was of Emma Watson, clearly inside the studio.

Geddes, with several years of experience, had an eye for detail and immediately noticed that something was off with Emma Watson. Under the bright streetlights, there was a large damp area between the two trouser legs and stains on the clothes that gave unpleasant implications, and on her head appeared to be a piece of toilet paper.

Looking at the fierce and menacing expression that seemed almost murderous, she bore no resemblance to the know-it-all Miss she usually was.

Geddes wanted to see more.

But the man withdrew his phone and said, "There are a total of nine photos, each one as shocking as the next."

Geddes was well aware of the value of these photos to "The Sun" and asked, "I want to know exactly what happened?"

The man pressed his phone to play, and a recording sounded.

Amidst the night wind, a girl's shouting voice could faintly be heard: "Someone has attacked Emma Watson in the toilet with firecrackers! Emma Watson was so scared she wet her pants..."

Geddes was straightforward, "Buddy, name your price."

The man replied, "£40,000, nonnegotiable." He pointed to another car in the distance, "Reporters from the Daily Mail and Metro would definitely be interested."

The price was too high, and Geddes couldn't make a decision on his own: "Give me some time, I'll make a call."

The man urged, "Don't make me wait too long, I don't have that kind of patience."

After speaking on the phone for a few minutes, Geddes said, "I'll take the photos, the audio, and the first-hand news, all for £40,000!"

The man nodded, "No problem."

In about fifteen minutes, the two completed the transaction for the news.

By this time, Martin and Bruce had already returned to the hotel where the film crew was staying.

Standing on the balcony of the hotel room, they could still see the lights blazing from the direction of the film studio.

Bruce said, "My guy took £5,000, and the remaining £35,000 will soon be transferred to me."

Martin, who was not short of money, said, "You keep it for yourself, you don't need to pay me."

Bruce didn't stand on ceremony with Martin, "I'll cover the bill for the goods from Australia this time."

Martin was in good spirits, "The Sun should really thank us, we've gotten them several big stories."

Bruce added, "Bale and Blanchett, and now this one with Emma Watson." He then remembered, "And the tip about Harvey Weinstein we provided to them in New York."

Martin had almost forgotten about that and asked, "Has the World News Report not released anything related yet?"

"Nothing yet, they're probably trying to gather more information." Bruce had been keeping an eye on it: "I received definite word that their team has followed from New York to Los Angeles, they've definitely not let up."

Martin made a mental note of these details; they could come in handy at any time.

Bruce knew Martin wanted to play them off against each other.

Martin glanced at the time, "I'm going to rest early, we have to continue shooting tomorrow."

"I'll find out what's happening at the studio," said Bruce, taking out his phone to make a call.

Pine Forest Film Studio, Harry Potter crew.

Emma Watson had taken a shower and changed into fresh clothes; furious, she found Cheryl and rushed at her, intent on pulling her hair.

Several crew members quickly stepped in to stop her.

Emma Watson cursed, "Bitch, I'll make you pay!"

Cheryl's face was pure innocence, "You asked me to call for help, and I did what you said, I called!" She burst into tears, seemingly on the brink of collapse: "I did what you asked, to call for help, and you treat me like this, how can someone be like that! How can you be like that..."

The crew members glanced at Cheryl and then at Emma Watson, all the while cursing under their breath, "Both are bitches!"

Emma Watson stomped her foot, "Bitch, I'll rip your mouth apart!"

Cheryl looked even more wronged.

One was arrogantly domineering and the other played the innocent victim.

Emma's agent, who was also her father, Chris Watson, came in from outside and yelled, "Enough, stop it!"

The office finally quieted down.

"Stop arguing, stop making a fuss, I'll handle it." Chris admonished his daughter and then approached several producers from the crew, urging them to take action quickly to contain the news, to talk with people from nearby crews, and to avoid the spread of pictures or videos with juicy content.

Without these, the news would only remain at the level of rumors.

"Too many people saw what happened tonight, it's impossible to contain," said producer David Heyman, "I can only do my best."

The incident had caused such a commotion that the news might have already reached the tabloid paparazzi.

Chris said, "Then prepare a statement quickly, saying something like the crew needed it for a scene, or it was just a bunch of girls playing a prank for April Fool's."

David Heyman looked at the head of the crew's publicity and public relations, "Come up with a plan tonight."

The response came immediately as subordinates called for an emergency meeting to discuss.

Despite the crew's thorough preparation, the next morning's new edition of The Sun hit the market, featuring a string of photos and related news stories about Emma Watson on the front page, shocking the whole of England.

Even across the Atlantic in North America, the news spread at lightning speed.

As for the crew's press conference explanation, nobody believed it.

Subsequently, Emma Watson temporarily left the Harry Potter crew, and The Sun's paparazzi caught photos of her visiting a psychologist.

This incident eventually came to be known as: Pee-Gate!