"That's right."

Paris was a little hesitant, "But I'm still worried."

"There's nothing to worry about." Ikana said softly:

"At worst, it's just fighting and robbing. The Bush family is very powerful, or just very powerful. We are not bad, as long as we unite. At least we have an advantage over those in Hollywood."

Paris was silent for a moment, and she looked down at her slightly bulging belly.

"Okay." Hilton's eldest lady gritted her teeth and whispered: "I understand."

After the convoy was bumpy for more than an hour.

Finally arrived at the outskirts of Smith Farm.

Paris looked through the car window toward the farm in the distance. She found a huge farm in the distance, brightly lit.

Above the farm, visible to the naked eye, many helicopters with searchlights on can be seen flying over it.

Outside the farm, a large number of vehicles drive in and out on the many roads and paths leading to the farm.

Although I have never been here before, this is my first time to visit Smith Farm.

But Paris knew that it was abnormal for the Smith Farm to be so lively tonight.

Paris looked back at Smith Farm and looked at Ikana.

In the carriage, the tall and plump Ikana was sitting by the window. Her beautiful, elegant and dignified face was half illuminated by the lights outside and half covered by the shadow of the window.

Paris felt that Ikana was a bit strange tonight.

But the lady of the Hilton family also knows that this is actually Ikana's true face.

The sexy and gentle Ikana who wanted everything in front of Abel Smith only appeared to please him.

Don't talk about Ikana.

Even I am not like this?

But in Paris's heart, she has a strong nostalgia for her previous peaceful and comfortable life.

Paris didn't want any changes to her previous life.

[If possible... Omnipotent Lord who exists in any time and space. I hope you can keep my man, the father of my child, healthy and safe. 】

In the carriage, Paris prayed silently in her heart.

More than ten minutes later.

The convoy of Ikana and Paris arrived at the huge entrance parking lot of Smith Farm.

The square was brightly lit and cars were parked everywhere.

Many people were walking around in the middle of the square, which looked very busy.

Judging by their clothing, Paris, who got out of the car, recognized that some of those people were police officers and rock security staff.

There were also some other people in suits and leather shoes. They looked very elite, and they should be many employees of some organization.

The arrival of their convoy naturally attracted the attention of these people.

Someone has already come to check.

In the parking lot square, Ikana and Paris stayed for several minutes.

Finally, their motorcade stopped in the distance, and they themselves were allowed to enter Smith's farm.

When being led to the farm.

Paris was suddenly poked by Ikana.

"?"

"Look over there."

Ikana pointed to the far left side of the two people.

When Paris heard this, she looked over and saw two young women not far away who were being led inside like them.

"Anne Hathaway, Jessica Alba..."

Ikana said softly, "Those women who were mentioned in the media as the first to be with our men!"

Paris also recognized it.

After all, Smith Farm is now brightly lit.

There is only a distance of more than ten meters, and there is no obstruction in the middle.

Anne and Jessica's gorgeous looks also make them far more eye-catching than the people around them.

"It seems we are not the only ones here." Paris whispered:

"Maybe this time, we can see our king's entire harem. Not necessarily!"

"Haha..." Ikana sneered and said nothing more.

The two New York socialites also noticed Anne's side and probably noticed it on their own side.

Because of the two Hollywood beauties, they were also looking at Ikana.

The sights of both parties collided silently in the lights in the dark night.

In the end, they even discovered that although they were not walking on the same path, they ended up at the same place.

What's even more coincidental is that both parties arrived at the door of a corridor at almost the same time.

The four women stopped at the door, looking at each other carefully.

But it is obvious that Ikana, with the largest belly, attracts more attention from Anne and Jessica.

"Haha... this is not a Los Angeles Oscars party." Paris was the first to speak, "It's really strange that irrelevant people would show up here."

Hearing Paris fire so quickly, Ikana smiled.

Paris has become less and less aggressive in front of Ikana.

Fortunately, when facing other "outsiders".

Paris immediately showed her previous aggression.

Ikana felt that she didn't have to take the first shot, Paris could charge first, which was great.

Anne and Jessica here.

Although they have Abel's protection, they are not like parallel time and space, or unlike other Hollywood actresses, who need to personally experience the quagmire of Hollywood darkness.

The lack of this part of experience makes them much worse than ordinary Hollywood actresses in terms of experience, smoothness, and aggressiveness.

But no matter how bad they are, they are still actresses. Rumor has it that they have heard much more about their deeds than Ikana and Paris.

They have never eaten pork, but they have seen and heard of too many "pigs" running away!

After hearing Paris’s harsh words, Jessica immediately fought back:

"Ha~ Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the eldest daughter of Hilton and the daughter of a wealthy family in New York. I wonder what you are doing here? We are here to visit our lover, or in other words, mistress."

"Two rich ladies, what about you? You won't come here like us... If it's like I think, tsk tsk, this should really be considered news."

Paris became angry when she heard this.

Jessica's counterattack hit the place where rich girls like her and Ikana least expected to be mentioned.

That is, they are from a superior family and can even be called wealthy, but they are willing to be other people's mistresses.

No matter how eloquent they are, this is not a glorious thing for the education they have received since childhood.

If it weren't for someone, he would actually be an existence beyond the standard in every aspect.

Moreover, there may be some coincidences involved in their development.

Unknowingly, they have too many sunk costs involved.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to be willing to be with other women and be other people's mistresses.

Now that things have happened, the mistress has become the mistress.

This aspect has become something that they are relatively taboo about.

Jessica used this aspect to attack, and the effect was outstanding.

Paris was very angry and wanted to choke back loudly.

The female bodyguard who led them suddenly spoke softly:

"Ladies...can you walk faster? Mr. George is here and he will pass by here in three minutes."

Paris, who still wanted to scold Jessica, was stunned.

Ikana reacted quickly, "Is Mr. George Bush coming?"

"Yes." The female bodyguard with the walkie-talkie nodded softly.

"Let's go." Ikana took Paris' hand and walked in first.
To be continued...