America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 853 - 834 The Scam

After the day's training session had ended, the fifteen contestants boarded a bus, which, escorted by two business cars front and back, returned to the Ukrainian Grand Hotel where they were staying.

Erica sat on the bus, clutching her handbag and thinking about what Coach Olga had said, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was an opportunity.

There were only three winners in the final round of the Saintess Pop Group competition, yet there were fifteen competitors. Could she really be one of the lucky ones?

And if she lost, heading to Hollywood in Los Angeles was also an option. Was she really going to go back to being a switchboard operator?

"What's on your mind?" Misha, sitting in the same row, noticed her distraction and asked, "You've been out of it since we left the TV station."

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Nastya from another row gave her a concerned look.

Erica lowered her voice, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Misha and Nastya had always taken good care of her. Encountering such an opportunity, Erica felt she should at least let them know, whether they were interested or not, to honor their sisterly bond.

Nastya's gaze shifted to Nokia, who was sitting in front of her, curious about what had happened during her outing with Martin Davis.

Could it be that kind of thing?

It wasn't just Nastya; the other girls were also focused on Nokia.

Nokia had become the target of everyone's arrows.

The hotel was not far from the TV station, and amid the myriad thoughts swirling in the minds of the busload of girls, they arrived at the hotel entrance.

As usual, Misha, Nastya, and Erica got off the bus together, forming a trio as they went up to their rooms to take baths, change clothes, and later come out for dinner.

The three of them entered the bathroom together, playfully teasing and tickling each other, screaming from time to time.

By the time they emerged from the bathroom, the three draped in bathrobes, tucking their legs under themselves as they sat on the couch idly chatting.

"Nokia, would she have hooked up with Martin?" Nastya couldn't help but ponder, "If that's the case, she would clinch one of the spots."

Erica said, "Martin seems quite decent, don't you guys notice? He's very gentlemanly, attractive, and has a good temperament, without the airs of a big star, exactly what a dream lover should be like."

Misha snorted, "Enough, stop fangirling. I used to run in the modeling circuit; I heard from some models that Martin, through Supermodel Natalia as an intermediary, hosted special parties in Paris for Ukrainians and Russians. You know what that kind of party implies, don't pretend with me."

Nastya fretted, "How can we connect with Martin? We can't just knock on his door, can we?"

Misha replied, "I think that's a good idea. Hollywood, eh, I dream of going there..."

Erica remembered the information Olga had given her and quickly opened her bag, "There are many ways to get to Hollywood. I came across one today. Take a look at this."

She took out the material, "A Hollywood company's talent scout is currently in Kiev looking for new actors, aiming to create the next Mila Kunis or Milla Jovovich."

Nastya immediately took it and started examining the documents carefully.

Erica continued, "This could be our backup plan if we don't make it in the finals. We still have this route we can take."

Misha leaned in to take a look, too.

After scrutinizing for a while, Nastya discovered it was detailed information about a film company, the organization had been established for over ten years, with its headquarters in Los Angeles. They had also participated in investing in movie projects like "Battle of Eylau," "Kingdom of Heaven," and "Stuart Little." At the back of the information packet, there were detailed mailing addresses and contact numbers.

It all seemed to be genuine.

Nastya handed the information to Misha and asked Erica, "Where did you get this?"

Erica replied, "Coach Olga gave it to me. You know I'm a bit of a ditz and often fall into self-doubt. Coach Olga noticed this and told me to take it easy. She gave me this information and told me there are many paths to choose for the future."

Misha asked, "Have you ever thought why Olga gave this to you but not to me or Nastya?"

Erica, naive and without guile, flicked her blonde ponytail, puffing out her chest which was Twin Peaks-like, "Because I'm kind and pretty?"

Nastya rolled her eyes, stating bluntly, "Because you're a naive sweetheart!"

Erica was stunned; "Isn't this an opportunity?"

"Perhaps it is, but more likely it isn't," Nastya picked up her phone and dialed the contact number listed on the materials. Not only did someone answer, but they also discussed certain film roles and points to consider regarding actor selection.

Erica felt her fortunes rising, "See, no problem, right?"

Nastya looked at Misha, "What do you say?"

Misha said very seriously, "We're Ukrainian women, very pretty and sexy Ukrainian women. What kind of jobs do women like us most often do once they're taken away from Ukraine?"

Erica took the cue, "Actress? Model?"

Younger but more perceptive, Nastya corrected her, "No, the majority end up as prostitutes, call girls, and trafficked goods."

Erica picked up the documents again, "Really?"

Misha stated, "Once we leave Ukraine, our fate falls into other people's hands."

Erica didn't know what to say next; her friends' points seemed to make sense.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Should I just throw all this away?"

Instead of agreeing, Nastya shook her head, "Wait, let me think."

Erica and Misha held their tongues.

Nastya was considering how to turn the situation to her greatest advantage.

The notion of casting using Hollywood's name was not something she'd outright dismiss as false—after all, she didn't know Hollywood that well—but the risks were too great.