Chapter 139: Malibu (for subscription)

After coming out of a restaurant for lunch, Dukla opened the back door, waited for Scarlett to get in, opened the front door and sat in the driving seat, fastened the seat belt, and looked at the back.
"Are you going home?" Duke asked.
"I don't want to go back." Scarlett shook her head immediately, squatted into the driver's seat, and said with blinking eyes, "Are you going to drop me again, Duke?"
Duke frowned. "I'm going to Malibu this afternoon."
"Aren't you going to see the house?" The little girl remembered clearly. "The godmother said that I should follow you today. Anyway, you are alone. May I go with you?"
"Yes, but don't talk too much, Scarlett!"
Signaling Scarlett to sit down, Duke started the Bentley and slowly drove out of the parking lot, "It's almost time, we must hurry."
"Are you not going to continue living in North Hollywood?" The little girl's head popped out from behind again, and Duke had to slow down and reminded, "Scarlett, fasten your seat belt, otherwise I will send you home. !"
"You will bully me!"
She murmured, sat back, fastened her seat belt, and continued to ask, "Are you planning to move out of North Hollywood?"
"Hmm..." Duke just nodded.
Here, the apartment is leased. Starting from the North American box office of "Independence Day" breaking 300 million U.S. dollars, many paparazzi also listed him as a focus of attention. Although the community management in North Hollywood is also strict, it can't stop it. He is a pervasive paparazzi, and his finances are getting more and more affluent, it is time to buy a house of his own.
Moreover, the current real estate prices are relatively low, even from the perspective of value preservation, it is a very cost-effective thing to start with a luxury house.
Crossing the canyon of Highway One and entering the range of Malibu, Duke quickly joined the real estate agent and was led by him. Drive towards the Malibu beach area.
A few days ago, the other party mailed him pictures of many houses. Duke took a fancy to one of them and went straight to his destination.
Ten minutes later, Duke had followed the real estate agent and stood in front of a mansion.
"It's nice. It's quiet and beautiful."
Holding Duke's sleeves and looking at the sea not far away, Scarlett had a very satisfied expression, "It's also big enough."
Duke turned his head and looked at her, and the little girl closed her mouth immediately.
This cannot be said to be a seaside villa, but a seaside manor covering 3 acres and facing the Pacific Ocean. Backed by the Santa Monica Mountains, walking out of the private driveway interspersed in the shade of the trees is the No. 1 Coastal Highway, which is convenient for transportation.
Moreover, the manor occupies a single cliff, keeping a sufficient distance from the neighbors on the left and right. The unique eye-shaped main building stands on the cliff by the sea under the guard of two small houses on the flanks, and has a special elevator and The passage leads to a private beach under the cliff.
Accompanied by a real estate agent. Duke looked at the manor’s woods, gardens, outdoor swimming pool, tennis court and other facilities, and was basically satisfied. In particular, the small woods surrounded on three sides not only play a role in greening, but also hide the sight from outside, effectively protecting the privacy of the manor.
"It was designed by the famous architect John Trauner."
For the real estate agent, Duke was definitely a top client, and he did not do any sales promotion during the whole process. Now that Duke seems to be more satisfied, it introduces the basic situation, "It was built in 1962. The previous owner of the house was the famous musician Las Garcia. It is known as the house on stilts in Los Angeles... "
Nodded lightly. Duke motioned for Scarlett, who was curiously looking around, to follow, and walked into the huge eye-shaped villa first.
The real estate agent named Lynch immediately followed up and continued to introduce, "There are 11 bedrooms and supporting reception rooms and bathrooms, plus the dining room, living room and grand banquet hall, a total of 53 rooms on the third floor..."
Listening to the real estate agent's words, Duke walked into the living room, stepped across the empty and spotless floor, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the sea side. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can enjoy the beautiful view of the Pacific Ocean and the beach. The manor seems to be surrounded by fresh air and slowly blowing sea breeze. It can be called the first place to escape from the bustling Los Angeles and enjoy the natural clean life.
Apart from the house itself, Duke has to consider other things.
This manor is close to the Santa Monica Mountains. If you follow Coastal Highway No. 1, you can reach the private marina area of ​​Santa Monica within half an hour, not far from the mother’s side. Close, just right.
There is also the coming of the Internet age. The privacy of celebrities will not be guaranteed in the future. The manor occupies a single small cliff. Except for the side facing the sea, the remaining three sides are covered by high walls and tall evergreen trees, unless the paparazzi use airplanes. , Otherwise don't even want to snoop into the scenery inside the manor from outside.
Finally, through the elevator, I came to the private beach under the cliff. The beach is not big, less than half an acre. The northernmost beach was cut off by the protruding cliff. The previous owner built a passage and a tiny dock on it. , You can dock small yachts.
After going around the main facilities of the manor, Duke was generally satisfied, except for the price. Although the U.S. dollar was stronger than the future due to the era, the seller still offered a high price of up to $9.5 million!
"Mr. Rosenberg..."
When entering the parking lot, the real estate agent asked politely, "Are you satisfied with this place?"
"It's okay." Duke said casually.
Although there will be a large amount of revenue sharing into the account, the price is still a little high for Duke. Of course he will not personally negotiate the price. Nancy Josephson’s assistant will handle the related matters, and according to the current market situation, this There is also room for price reductions in real estate.
"Do you like it, Duke?"
In the car back, Scarlett Johansson sat in the back row and asked, "I think it's pretty good, what do you think?"
"Not bad." Duke replied casually.
"Hey, I'm seriously discussing the problem with you!" Scarlett raised her voice dissatisfied.
"I'm serious too!"
With that said, Duke's attitude has not changed at all.
Scarlett puffed up her cheeks angrily, and found that Duke was driving attentively without looking at the back. She breathed out the breath that was deliberately held back, folded her hands on her chest, and stared at the tall figure driving in front.
"I want to understand." Scarlett said crisply, "You will definitely buy that house, your eyes have betrayed your ideas, that house..."
This was completely deliberate. On the way back from Malibu to North Hollywood, Scarlett turned into a chatter, poisoning his ears in a way that Duke disliked the most.
The consequence is that as soon as he entered the range of North Hollywood, Duke turned to the suburbs of Burbank, regardless of Scarlett Johansson’s opposition, forcibly sent her home.
"I will remember you, Duke!"
After getting off the bus, the little girl was full of grievances and seemed to cry at any time,
Remember that when I was young, you always bullied me with your age advantage! When I grow up in the future, I will definitely return. I swear! I swear I will settle accounts with you in the future!"
The little girl walked towards the house angrily, as if she didn't want to look back at Duke, but the moment she knocked on the door and went in, when she saw the familiar Bentley car still parked in place, her mouth turned upwards unconsciously.
But before she showed her joy, there was a crisp sound similar to porcelain falling on the floor in the kitchen, followed by the sound of a man and a woman arguing. The quarrel was accompanied by more sounds of falling things...
This scene has happened countless times in the past year. Scarlett stood at the door in a daze, looking at it, the corner of her mouth slowly fell, her blue and green eyes were full of confusion and sadness, as if she was being victimized. Abandoned the general.
No one cares about her, no one cares about her, even when the brother who opened the door for her walked upstairs, he didn't look back at her or even offered a comforting look.
The little girl's proud little head, which was always held high in the past, slowly dropped, her big eyes gradually filled with tears, but she stubbornly refused to fall.
After staying at home for less than a minute, Scarlett Johansson turned around and pushed open the door, and walked out again. She lowered her head, like a small aimless zombie, and came to the garden gate crookedly. position.
As soon as he started the car, Duke saw Scarlett pushing open the door and walking towards this side dejectedly, not at all naughty and mischievous.
Although he didn't know what happened, Duke opened the car door and walked over. The little guy seemed to be distracted, but he never saw him.
"Scarlett, what happened?"
Hearing the familiar question, Scarlett looked up at Duke, as if she had found the target, passed him, and walked straight to the Bentley, Duke hurriedly followed.
Seeing the little girl skillfully open the car door, fasten the seat belt, but did not speak, Duke got into the driving position and asked, "Honey, what's the matter?"
Scarlett raised her head, looked at Duke seriously for a while, then said softly, "They are arguing again, no one cares about me, and no one cares about me."
"Can I follow you, Duke?" She looked here blankly. "Although you are fierce and bully, and you always like to get angry with me inexplicably, I know you care about me."
Hearing the words in front, Duke almost got his nose in anger. Hearing the words in the back, he could only sigh. From that call, it can be seen that Scarlett Johansson’s current family environment is not good. There is a big problem with the relationship between.
"Well, let's go to Santa Monica." Duke started the car, "I will call your home when I turn back."
"Can I live with Godmother at night?" she asked hopefully.
"As long as you are willing to."
Anyway, he can throw it to his mother when he goes home, and he doesn't need to bother himself. If possible, put her down and go directly to the apartment in North Hollywood. (To be continued...)
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