The Tyrant Billionaire

Hardy had already booked a flight and flew directly to New York, landing at New York Airport ten hours later.

That day, Elizabeth Taylor finished shooting and returned to her room to find several large boxes on her bed.

She opened the boxes and found a delicate doll inside.

Dressed in beautiful clothes.

Taylor immediately recognized it as the Barbie doll promoted by Mr. Hardy. Her first thought was that Mr. Hardy had come.

She put down the doll and looked around the room, but found no one.

She ran out to find her assistant, who smiled and told her that Mr. Hardy hadn't come. The items were delivered by a courier.

Taylor returned to her room and saw a card inside.

Hardy explained on the card that he had to attend an opening event and couldn't come. Taylor was very disappointed.

She threw herself onto the bed.

Although she liked the Barbie doll, she wanted to see Mr. Hardy more. Knowing that Mr. Hardy couldn't come, Taylor felt very sad.

She wasn't even this sad when her parents called yesterday to say they couldn't spend Christmas with her.

Sometimes she read some emotional magazines, like Reader's Digest, which said that her feelings might mean she was in love.

Could she be in love with Mr. Hardy?

In the following days, during filming, Taylor often seemed distracted. But since they were shooting a scene where Matilda was very downcast, her state of mind fit perfectly. Sometimes she could complete a scene in one take, earning praise from Hitchcock for her excellent grasp of emotions. He called her a natural actor.

Only Taylor knew she was actually thinking about Mr. Hardy.

Christmas Eve arrived.

The crew celebrated simply.

The next day, Christmas, the crew took a day off. Taylor didn't want to go out and stayed in her hotel room with her Barbie dolls as her companions.

After Christmas, the crew resumed filming. Taylor immersed herself in the busy shooting schedule.

Two days later, after finishing a scene and returning to the rest area, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Hardy was chatting with Hitchcock. The film was about four fifths complete, with about twenty days left before it would return to Los Angeles for post production. The progress was a bit slower than initially planned, but big directors often had this issue.

"Ah~~ Mr. Hardy," Taylor exclaimed in delight and ran toward Hardy.

She threw herself into his arms.

Hardy lifted her up and spun around twice. He looked at Hitchcock and said, "Mr. Director, can you give Taylor a day off? I promised to spend Christmas with her, but I got delayed by some matters."

Hitchcock shrugged. "You're the boss. You bear the cost of any delays."

He wasn't wrong.

Hardy took Taylor out, and they spent the day having fun at an amusement parks, eating good food, and shopping.

Actually, just being with Hardy made Taylor very happy.

They visited the Fifth Avenue department store, which was full of festive cheer, as New Year's was just around the corner.

The store was full of various goods, almost no different from future times. Hardy and Taylor went to the Barbie doll section and saw many parents with their children choosing toys.

It's undeniable,

Barbie dolls are very appealing, especially to little girls, who find it hard to resist them.

The families shopping on Fifth Avenue were mostly wealthy, so Barbie dolls sold very well here. Many children left with a doll and accessories they liked.

"Mr. Hardy, I know Ava Princess is Miss Ava, but who is this British Princess?" Taylor had been curious about this for a long time and finally asked Hardy today.

Hardy smiled. "A friend of mine, a British girl who is also the general manager of my auction company."

"She must be very beautiful," Taylor said, looking at the British Princess doll.

"Heh, you can see she looks similar to the doll," Hardy didn't hide the truth.

Taylor glanced again at Ava Princess and the British Princess. She felt they would be her rivals in the future.

They left the Barbie doll shop and came to the cosmetics section. Despite her young age, Taylor already had all the interests of a woman and walked into the cosmetics section.

A woman in her thirties, accompanied by several assistants, was promoting products to customers. Seeing Taylor walk in, the woman smiled and greeted her.

"Hello, young lady, you are very beautiful. Would you like to try our Estée Lauder products? I can do your makeup," the woman asked Taylor with a smile.

"Sure," Taylor agreed happily.

Sitting in the chair, the woman began applying makeup to Taylor while introducing her products: cleansing oil, cream, moisturizing lotion, and all purpose hydrating serum. The woman claimed that she had developed all these products herself, being both a chemist and a skincare expert.

Hardy, sitting nearby, realized something. He looked at the woman. She must be Mrs. Estée Lauder.

He had read the company profile of Estée Lauder. The company was founded in 1946 by Mrs. Estée Lauder and her husband with $50,000, promoting skincare products.

Decades later, Estée Lauder would become one of the world's most renowned cosmetic brands, worth over $100 billion.

Estée Lauder was just starting now. Maybe he can invest into it?

After applying the facial cream and then a layer of moisturizing essence, Taylor's face became even more hydrated and smooth. Taylor looked in the mirror with delight.

"Mr. Hardy, do I look better?"

"Taylor is always the most beautiful angel."

Hardy complimented Taylor with flattering words, not minding if they were cheesy. Taylor's eyes squinted with joy upon hearing Hardy's praise.

"I want to buy a set to bring back to Los Angeles as a gift for my mom," Taylor said.

Mrs. Lauder was pleased to make a sale and instructed the clerk to wrap it up for Taylor. Hardy looked at Mrs. Lauder and said, "Madam, do you have a moment to chat?"

"Sir, what is it you want to discuss?" Mrs. Lauder looked at the handsome young man.