Chapter 157
The promotion for John Wick continued until premiere night.
"She's still not answering."
Kazir muttered. He tried calling Reese, but no one answered.
'Reese is out of town shooting Napoleon Dynamite III. She also signed an endorsement for a shampoo product. She is really busy. Still...'
Kazir tried to explain to Reese, but the woman remained silent. Even the reporters could not get any information from her.
Kazir sighed and hung up the phone. He had to meet Cameron Diaz for the premiere tonight. He was already in his tuxedo, ready for the big day.
A few minutes later, they arrived at Cameron's house. The woman came out of the house and got into the limousine.
"Good evening Cam, you look beautiful as always."
Kazir greeted her. After signing the contract, the two became much closer. Although they both understood that this was just business. Maybe they enjoyed their show. For they were truly intimate.
"Aww, I miss you baby~"
Cameron leaned in and kissed him. They shared a passionate kiss that lasted for dozens of seconds.
As for Erica, who was holding the steering wheel, her expression was stoic. She saw nothing as she drove the limousine out of Beverly Hills.
"It's amazing that your assistant can drive a limo."
Cameron was quite impressed. Looking at the assistant who looked rough.
"Erica can even fly a helicopter." Kazir shrugged.
"Really. You're not kidding, are you?"
"Don't worry Miss Cameron, I can even fly a jet."
Erica replied. She was proud of her achievement in the military.
"Wow! Erica, just call me Cam. I insist."
"Yes, Cam."
Cameron Diaz smiled and rested her head on Kazir's shoulder, cuddling.
"So when are we going to live together?"
"Hm, not in the contract."
The reporters demanded a series of poses. Cameron was in a good mood, so she did her best.
"We meet again, Director Grey!"
"Yes, I remember you. You're Abella Boham. You're the one I interviewed last time."
"Indeed." The woman nodded happily. She was the reporter who interviewed Kazir when Taken came out. Of course, she worked for CBS.
"Director Grey, how does it feel to be the best up and coming director of this era?"
"Um, I feel good. Although I don't think I'm the best. I think Quentin Tarantino and my friend David Fincher are the best emerging directors of the 90's." Kazir was not lying at all.
"I see you have Miss Cameron Diaz with you. Would you like to explain your relationship with her?"
This time it was Cameron who answered.
"Hi, I'm Cameron Diaz. I'm his girlfriend." She said, hugging his arm.
"Looks like you two are doing well. You guys are so cute. Anyway, what about your relationship with Reese Witherspoon?"
Kazir looked at the reporter. Keeping his smile amiable.
'I fucking knew it.'
Maybe Paramount was trying to spice up the evening. Or maybe the reporter was asking the question on her own volition.
Either way, Kazir was thrust into the spotlight. Life was like a novel indeed.
'Novel huh... Well, if my life is a novel, I'm sure many readers will drop my story because of what I did to Reese. But that's not the case at all.'
"Reese and I have a good relationship."
He smiled for the last time before entering the theater. He didn't let the reporter ask him another question that could cause trouble.
The answer was not satisfactory, but who cared, Kazir Grey would be busy this month. He didn't have time to think about useless things.
"By the way, Kazir, happy birthday."
"Thanks, but my birthday was yesterday."
"Hm, I want to be the last one to greet you. Make sure I'm your last."
Holding Cameron's hand, Kazir was as composed as ever.