Chapter 48 - Chapter 48: Let the Games Begin

Milo enjoyed morning exercise. It had many benefits. After a night of restful sleep, the body's functions were restored to their optimal state.Morning exercise could accelerate metabolism, causing bodily functions to operate smoothly, like a well-oiled machine, bringing the body to its peak condition.If the quality was high enough, making the entire morning exercise enjoyable and fulfilling.Both men and women would maintain a good mood throughout the day, easily handling any pressure.Furthermore, it could replace morning runs as a form of physical training.Of course, this was on the condition that the man's stamina was sufficient.Otherwise, less than thirty minutes would not be very effective.In short, drawing the curtains after waking up in the morning and basking in the morning sun.Having high-quality morning exercise with a woman or women would be a great start to the day.If, like Milo, one could also enjoy some playful activities during the exercise.Then it would be even more beneficial to both body and mind.For example, right now, he sat with his eyes closed in a specially designed chair.Four distinct yet beautiful faces complemented each other."Excellent, Catherine, you are truly amazing," Milo said leisurely, enjoying himself.…Giggles echoed through the room. After spending the night together, their relationships had become much more harmonious.For a moment, even Milo was gasping for breath.At noon, Milo left 9406 Crest Drive.Immediately, the four women, who had seemed to be getting along so well, became distinctly divided.Monica formed her own faction, while the other three implicitly formed another."Ha, looks like no one's planning to leave?"Having been in the modeling world, Monica was more mature and worldly.Her IQ was likely the highest of the four. She was the first to speak."Looks like no one's stupid. I thought someone might want to leave," she said.Zeta-Jones, after showering, wore a blue and white striped shirt, a black vest, and white trousers. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, with a few strands falling across her forehead. She was every bit the sex symbol."I can tell he likes you very much," Zeta-Jones suddenly said."Last night, he spent as much time with you as he did with me."Julie and Blanchett, who had intended to team up against Monica, were surprised by Zeta-Jones's words.They thought, You even keep track of that?!Monica smiled and suddenly said, "I think we should talk.""I agree," Zeta-Jones nodded.……While the women began to gather privately and discuss things.Milo's convoy left Beverly Hills, heading towards Los Angeles International Airport.His travel arrangements had changed from a single car or two to a full convoy.This was mainly due to the shooting incident the day before.The Blackburn family had increased his security detail.Previously, he only had two bodyguards, David and Kenny.He usually traveled in one car, sometimes with a backup.But after yesterday, the number of bodyguards around him had increased from two to eight.Coupled with the assistants and other personnel needed for the trip to San Francisco.The total number of people exceeded twenty.Two cars were obviously not enough.So, they used five identical Cadillac sedans.The convoy had changed its formation before leaving the estate.And changed it twice more on the way out of Beverly Hills.The security was at least ten times stricter than before.Moreover, the exteriors of the five Cadillac sedans were identical except for the license plates.Milo sat in the second car in the convoy.Through the tinted windows, he watched the Los Angeles suburban scenery speeding past.Although only twenty-four hours had passed since yesterday.Milo felt completely different.The Milo of yesterday was still somewhat naive.He naively believed that with his family background, as long as he didn't provoke others, no one in Hollywood would dare to mess with him.He only needed to make movies, write novels, sleep with the women he desired, and enjoy himself. Perhaps, in the future, when he matured, he could assist his father and the family in the media industry.Yesterday, he enjoyed the privileges his family background provided.But he only wanted to enjoy the benefits without bearing the responsibilities.However, reality proved that with great power comes great responsibility.Wanting only pleasure without responsibility was impossible anywhere.Kim had later explained the whole story of yesterday's incident to Milo.Essentially, someone back east was trying to cause trouble for the Blackburn family.Kim also said that this was normal.The daily lives of American conglomerates and powerful families consisted of constant power struggles.You scheme against me today, and I scheme against you tomorrow.Like when Milo drove his car into the Black lawyer, that was the Blackburn family scheming against the Cabreras.Such things didn't necessarily happen every day.But if the timeframe was expanded to a week, such incidents definitely happened every week across the United States.Of the fifty states, excluding Hawaii and Alaska.Every other state was filled with powerful families.From industrial capitalists to labor aristocrats, religious dynasties, political families, and military giants…Large circles within large circles, small circles within small circles.All the large circles formed the United States of America, Inc., plundering profits around the world in the name of America.Within the United States of America, Inc., the large circles fought amongst themselves, vying for influence and profit.And the various smaller circles within the larger ones were also engaged in fierce competition.Even within families, many members of large families fought relentlessly.America was a place where social Darwinism was truly implemented from beginning to end!And compared to the Gilded Age and the Golden Age, things were much more civilized now.At most, they would engage in shootings, occasionally throwing a bomb to intimidate people… In the past, they used to use armored trains and bombard castles directly with cannons.The reason for the shooting at Milo was that someone in New England had been pushed too far by the Blackburn family.So, they sent people to intimidate Milo, signaling that if the Blackburn family pushed them too hard, they were willing to fight to the death.Kim didn't reveal other details, and neither did his grandfather tell Milo.They only increased his security detail.But even this was enough for Milo to understand.Even with his family background, he wasn't absolutely safe.No, he should say.Precisely because of his background, he was actually in greater danger.Unless the Blackburns were willing to become puppets like some old leaders.Unless he truly wanted to be a slacker like Hunter in the future.Were his grandfather and father willing?Probably not.The Blackburn family wasn't like that of those old leaders, and although Paladin was dead.His father was still young, not even sixty, and wouldn't want to be a puppet.Those old leaders were willing to be puppets because they had no other choice.Then…If you don't let me be a slacker, then I won't be one!San Francisco Airport.Milo stepped off the plane and clenched his fist.The group walked out of the business passage and arrived at the airport lobby entrance, where they saw Wendy and many other personnel standing in front of five identical black vans.Seeing his boss arrive, Wendy hurried over."Boss…""Don't say anything. It wasn't your fault. Let's go."Wendy nodded repeatedly, then heard his boss suddenly ask, "Why are there so many reporters and paparazzi at the airport today?""It seems it's because of Michael Jackson's world tour concert in San Francisco," Wendy replied.Milo nodded noncommittally.MJ was an American pop icon, a true world pop king.His private life was actually very clean, and honestly, his personal character was quite good.But at this time, he had been targeted by oil tycoons and some white capitalists.The reason was simple.In America, Black people could play hip-hop, make movies, play sports, make big money, and live in Beverly Hills.But…If a Black person gained enormous social influence.And also wanted to develop in politics, to enter true high society.Then they were doomed.Milo put on his sunglasses, his bodyguards took the lead, and the group quickly passed through the crowd of reporters outside the door and got into the cars.