Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

Chapter 322: Private Video Leaked (2)

Simon said he’s already awake and there’s nothing serious.

Coach Brooks asked him if his sluggish start was a deliberate ploy to lure Carl Franke into attacking.

Link said that Carl Froch fought fiercely and the audience loved it, so he couldn’t bear to finish the match early.

Franco asked with a laugh if he could have ended the match within 10 seconds if he went all out.

Before Link could answer, Emma Watson rushed in from the outside, ignoring the people beside her, threw herself into his arms, hung on his neck, and kissed him passionately.

"Wow!"

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Each one widened their eyes, watching intently the fascinating performance of the two super-popular stars.

In the video, Link didn’t push Emma Watson away, holding her perky bottom, kissing for dozens of seconds, and even slid his hand under her t-shirt to caress her, getting handsy.

Katy Perry said, covering her red lips in admiration.

Rihanna, looking at Emma Watson’s flushed face, nodded in agreement.

"Is this the private video of Link you mentioned last time, why didn’t you release it a few days ago and instead released it now?"

Katy Perry asked.

"I don’t know. I heard from Usher and Kanye that Scott had a private video of Link, which he said he would release a few days ago, but didn’t. I don’t know why it was released today; I’m seeing it for the first time too,"

Rihanna said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Probably out of jealousy for Link’s album sales doing so well, they wanted to hit him this way, Link’s probably going to be very troubled these next few days."

Katy Perry blinked her eyes, took out her phone, and sent a message to Link, telling him not to mind the online comments and that no matter what, she would support him.

"What’s this, blind admiration?"

Rihanna looked at her disdainfully.

"That’s none of your business!"

Katy Perry gave her a look and continued to watch the video.

The foreplay ended.

Link put down Emma, whispered something to her, then walked into the dressing room.

Just then, the camera jolted, the person holding it lifted it a bit higher, moved toward the direction of the dressing room, and stopped at the corner.

The camera focused on the dressing room curtain, and through the light, two intertwined silhouettes could be seen.

This plot continued for over twenty minutes.

When there was no more sound behind the curtain, the person filming immediately left the dressing room and hid back in the closet.

The video ended.

"That’s intense, I thought Amber was just bluffing, but it seems all true now,"

Katy Perry said, batting her long eyelashes, staring at the blank screen, her knees tightly closed together, wiggling her ample hips.

"Want to watch it again?"

Rihanna asked, biting her finger.

"Yes!"

Katy Perry clicked play again.

By then, it wasn’t just the two of them; many many others were also watching this video.

"So it’s Emma Watson."

Beyonce saw that the person in the video was Emma Watson and completely relaxed, draping her arm over her ample hips, watching the video of the two sideways.

That bastard!

Beyonce complained, biting her plump lower lip.

"Tsk tsk, messing around in the dressing room, Link has definitely fallen,"

In the boxing gym, Mario chuckled with a gaping smile.

"Link is going to make headlines again; he’s already popular, and now he’s even more so,"

Dino said, stroking his chin.

"Should I make a video in the dressing room too, might get popular as well,"

Mario said, squinting his eyes.

Dino thought for a moment, after this video exploded, ’dressing room’ and ’messing around’ had become hot keywords. If another video were to come out now about the fellow boxer Mario also messing around in the dressing room, it might indeed get popular.

But Coach West would probably be furious if he saw it. Moreover, Mario was not Link, with less fame and average looks; even if he released such a video, it wouldn’t get much attention, and it would ruin his already poor public image completely, which was not worth it.

"Chris, last time you said Link likes it from the front, but this time they used a standing position,"

Emma Roberts said, propped up on the bed with her notebook in front of her, swinging her pale legs back and forth.

"Standing is also from the front,"

Christine Stewart replied, wearing headphones.

"Link’s so strong, do you think he could lift me up?"

Emma Roberts asked, propping up her face.

"I can lift you up too, want to try?"

Christine said, wrapping her arms around Emma’s slender waist.@@novelbin@@

"Stop it!"

Emma pushed Christine away, but Christine insisted on lifting her, and the two started playfully wrestling on the bed.

"What are you guys watching?"

As they were wrestling, Julia Roberts came in and asked.

"Nothing!"

The two quickly covered the computer, but accidentally pulled out the headphone jack, and immediately a high-pitched scream came from the laptop’s speakers.

"...."

The three looked at each other.

"Scott! Dammit, I told you to delete that video, why did you post it online again?"

At SB Entertainment’s CEO office, Scott received a call from Kunas, rubbing his forehead and said helplessly, "Ryan, it wasn’t me, I was planning to collaborate with Link Music, and I’ll be responsible for Link’s album marketing in the future. He’s my cash cow, why would I release his black material?"

"If not you, then who could it be? I only sent the video to you, who have you shown your copy of the video to?"

"Ivanka!"

Scott pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Shouldn’t be her, if she wanted to do this, she wouldn’t pick this timing. Oh, our company’s network system was attacked by hackers, it only got back to normal this morning, I’m thinking maybe a hacker stole that video from me."