At first, Sean had believed that Norris was planning to sell the company out of fear of being implicated by drug criminals. He never expected him to be involved in something so elaborate. If Sean hadn't intervened, Norris would have successfully transferred the company—and won.
As Sean spoke, Norris's face was streaked with tears, and he genuinely looked heartbroken.
"Don't cry," Sean said, squatting beside him with a warm smile. "Tell me about the brokerage company that wants to sue you."
Wiping his tears, Norris began to explain.
While Hollywood in the 1980s may have appeared glamorous and celebrated worldwide, the reality was far more sinister—dark and depraved, far worse than the gangsters often despised. Beneath the bright facade lay a world rife with alcohol, drugs, and sordid parties.
Every year, countless hopeful women from across the United States and beyond flocked to Hollywood, chasing their starry dreams. This influx birthed numerous agencies, including the one now threatening to sue Norris. Like many others, this agency lured aspiring actresses with promises of fame.
"We have a professional training team," Norris said, recalling their pitch. "You'll start with acting lessons and small roles to help you get acquainted. Modeling is the best way to showcase yourself. We've partnered with production companies and know many prominent directors. You're a born star, and this stage belongs to you. You'll earn a fortune and become the next American Dream."
While these words might sound ridiculous to anyone else, they were intoxicating to those eager young women. The moment they heard an agency wanted to train them to be the next Marilyn Monroe or Elizabeth Taylor, they floated on cloud nine, signing contracts without a second thought.
Once they signed, these women became the "slaves" of the agencies. The companies would use various excuses to manipulate them into compromising situations, often resulting in disastrous outcomes. Norris grimaced as he recounted the fate of one woman who died at one of his lavish parties.
"Didn't those girls realize they were being cheated? Wouldn't they sue those agencies?" Sean asked, his sense of justice flaring as he listened. "Damn, those agencies are scum! They deserve to go to hell!"
"Impossible," Norris shook his head. "This game has been around for over 60 years in Hollywood. There are established methods to cover up the loopholes. The truth is, those hopeful girls are asking for trouble. With so many actresses out there, the odds are stacked against them. They willingly jump into this pit of fire, and it's their own choice."
Norris continued, a sneer on his face. "I'm the one who goes along with the drinks, not kidnapped. Didn't they know what to expect? They've read the tabloids about bribery in Hollywood. They know actresses sleep with directors and producers for roles. How could they not understand the implications of attending these parties?"
"It's common knowledge," he added. "Lawyers, judges, juries—everyone knows. They can't win. Going to court would only ruin them, leaving them ostracized from Hollywood."
"The agencies will convince them that they've invested too much to back out, using the concept of 'sunk cost' until they willingly give up," he concluded with disdain.
"Bravo!" Sean clapped slowly, a mocking smile on his face. "You're more professional than any gangster!"
Norris shrugged. "Hollywood has always been intertwined with crime. The president of Universal, Lou Wasserman, was known as the godfather of Hollywood. Even Reagan rose to the presidency thanks to him."
Sean couldn't help but smirk. "You're right. I'm left speechless!"
"Now, back to business," Sean said, straightening up and looking down at Norris. "I'm here to solve your problems. I want to buy your company."
"Wait, what?" Norris stared at Sean in disbelief. "Did I hear you right?"
"I'll buy your company and handle the two minor issues you're facing right now."
"Minor issues?" Norris struggled to find the words.
"Yes, I'll help you with your troubles, and then you'll work for me," Sean replied with a grin. "You're a scoundrel, and I like to employ scoundrels."
"How do you plan to solve these problems and buy my company?" Norris felt a growing sense of dread, sensing he might be stepping into even bigger troubles.
"Don't worry. We'll take some preliminary steps to ensure this acquisition is solid and legal," Sean replied, his smile bright. "After all, I'm a legitimate businessman. I never engage in anything illegal!"
Norris stared at Sean, perplexed by his words, felt a mix of disbelief and concern. He glanced down at his bruised body, still processing the absurdity of the situation.
"Are you serious?" Norris finally managed to ask, his voice shaky. "You really want to buy my company?"
"Absolutely," Sean affirmed, his confidence unwavering. "I see potential in your business, and I'm willing to invest in it. But first, we need to deal with the issues at hand."
Norris furrowed his brow, still trying to wrap his head around the sudden shift in their dynamic. "What do you mean by 'issues'?"
Sean took a deep breath, his expression turning serious. "The brokerage company that's threatening you—they're not just going to back off. We'll need to find a way to neutralize their claims. I have connections and resources that can help."
Norris blinked, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes. "You really think you can handle this?"
"Of course," Sean replied. "I've dealt with worse. But we have to be strategic. I'll need your cooperation and complete transparency about the company's dealings."
Norris nodded slowly, realizing he had little choice. "Okay, I'll do whatever it takes. But what's in it for you?"
Sean grinned again, the playful glint in his eye returning. "I'm a businessman, Norris. I'll revamp your agency and make it profitable. But I'll also need someone like you who understands the ins and outs of this industry."
"A partnership?" Norris asked, curiosity piqued.
"Exactly. You'll be my eyes and ears in Hollywood, and I'll ensure you're compensated well for it," Sean explained. "This is a chance for both of us to rise above the chaos."
Norris hesitated, weighing his options. It was a risky proposition, but the alternative was facing the wrath of the brokerage company alone. "Alright," he said finally, determination setting in. "Let's do it."
"Great!" Sean clapped Norris on the shoulder. "Now, let's get to work. First, we'll need to gather all relevant documents and prepare a strategy to counter their claims. We can't let them take advantage of you any longer."
As they began to outline their plan, Norris felt a renewed sense of purpose. With Sean's help, he might just turn his situation around. The road ahead would be challenging, but for the first time in a while, he felt a glimmer of hope.
Together, they would navigate the treacherous waters of Hollywood, ready to confront whatever lay ahead.