Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

After Taylor and Selena had consecutively left the villa, in the nearly three thousand square foot space, only Link, a lone human, remained. He suddenly felt a certain emptiness, loneliness, and chill.

Meow meow~

Meridian walked over on the soft lawn, meowing at him twice.

Link crouched down to pet the soft and adorable cat head, feeling relieved that Taylor had left in such a hurry, not taking the two kittens with her; otherwise, he would have been the only living thing left in the house.

He picked up Meridian and returned to the villa, poured cat food and goat milk into the cat bowl, and then found a lazy Olivia on the balcony sofa, watching the two kittens huddle together and slowly finish their food.

While the kittens were eating, he took out his phone and sent a photo to Taylor, urging her to come back soon; Olly and Meridian couldn’t be without her.

Taylor did not respond.

More than an hour later, as he was dealing with company documents in the study, the sound of a car horn came from outside. Taylor’s assistant, Emily, stepped out of the car, followed by a moving van and four workers.

Emily informed him that she was there to take away the two kittens and Taylor’s other belongings.

"Emily, Taylor said she needed time to adjust and that she would come back once she had. Why take everything away?"

Link asked, approaching the front door.

"Link, this was Taylor’s order; there’s no use talking to me about it,"

Emily said helplessly.

Link called Taylor, but the call didn’t go through; he suspected that his number had been blocked by Taylor, and he felt a chill. Taylor was too ruthless; once she made up her mind, she would wield the blade and sever ties with the past without leaving any opportunity for reconciliation.

"Emily, can you use your phone to call Taylor for me?"

Link asked. Find adventures at

"I need to ask Taylor about it."

Emily made a call to Taylor, and after a while, she told Link that Taylor did not wish to speak with him for the time being.

Link, feeling helpless, could only watch as Emily moved away Taylor’s belongings; her wardrobe, shoe cabinet, bag cabinet, cosmetics cabinet, trophy cabinet, oven, and so much more, including the two kittens. Everything filled up an entire van.

In the end, Link realized that apart from the gym equipment, there wasn’t much in the villa that belonged to him. Once Taylor had moved her things out, the entire villa suddenly became empty and hollow.

"Emily, please call Anne and tell her I’d like to visit Taylor at her house and ask if it’s convenient for her?"

Link stood on the lawn and said.

"Taylor isn’t living in the downtown apartment right now; she recently bought a villa in the Beverly Hills mid-mountain area. She had originally planned to give it to Anne and Tom to live in, but now she’s the one living there."

Emily explained.

Link, feeling agitated, said, "Tell her that I want to visit her at home for a serious talk and ask if she agrees."

"...Okay,"

Emily hesitated before making the call to Mrs. Andrea. After consulting with Taylor, Mrs. Andrea said that tomorrow noon would be possible.

After sending Emily and her team away, Link thought a lot. He remembered the girl bandaging her calf on the island, the details of their time together—the joyful and happy moments—and he felt a mix of emotions, unable to focus on the documents in hand.

He changed into workout clothes and headed to the gym to lift weights. He powered through lifting a 300-pound barbell over a hundred times until his arm muscles were strained. He performed an hour of jump rope with sixty pounds of resistance, nearly bursting his calf muscles, and finally attacked the punching bag with fierce punches until he broke it.

When he emerged from the gym drenched in sweat, the sky had long since turned dark, casting a bright, pristine moon over the vast ocean. The shadows of trees in the botanical garden ahead flickered intermittently, interrupted by the occasional flapping noises of frolicking birds and sparrows.

But his villa was eerily quiet, not even a cat’s meow to be heard.

While taking a bath, he noticed more than ten missed calls and over thirty messages on his phone. The callers included Mrs. Mandy, Ivanka, Catherine, Selena, Paul Walker, and others, while the messengers were largely the same group of people.

Mrs. Mandy asked what was going on with him and Taylor, as the internet was abuzz with news of their breakup. If they hadn’t split, it’d be best to clarify; if not, the media would assume they had broken up.

The others were also inquiring about the same news, asking if he wanted to go out for a drink.

Link selectively replied to a few messages, tossed aside his phone, and picked up his tablet to start scrolling while lying in the bathtub.

Since his return to Los Angeles, he had become the most sought-after figure in the entire entertainment industry, with many reporters and paparazzi staking out around his villa, observing his and Taylor’s every move.

Even the fact that Mrs. Mandy, Lady Andrea, and Catherine left the villa one after the other after 1 a.m. was promptly reported online by the media.

When Taylor left the villa after 3 a.m., it triggered a frenzy among entertainment journalists, who captured everything including the luggage she took with her.

From that moment on, the media began to speculate that the couple was on the rocks, facing a breakup.

By the time the moving company’s vehicles left the Bay Villa area after 6 a.m., the breakup stories on the internet had reached a climax, with terms like "confirmed," "one hundred percent certain," and "witnessed with one’s own eyes" being used to sensationalize the matter.

A Google search for "Link Taylor breakup" yielded 137,000 related links, including articles, videos, and images, dominating the top three spots on all news websites’ trending lists.

The night was like a gluttonous feast for all the onlookers.

Link opened Twitter and, influenced by a scandalous video, saw his follower count skyrocket from over 21 million to 35.47 million in just ten days, making him the first Twitter user to break thirty million followers. His tweets often garnered more attention than many major newspapers’ headlines.

"We didn’t break up. Stop spreading rumors," he tweeted.

After the tweet went out, the numbers of likes, comments, and retweets grew at an exponential rate every minute. Within just five minutes, over three thousand comments exploded onto the scene.

"Stop being stubborn, Link. The movers came, it’s clear Taylor dumped you. You need to accept reality," one comment said.

"To the jerk Link, happy breakup!"

"Taylor is way too cool. That’s how you deal with a jerk: strike hard and give him no chances," another added.

"Mr. Baker, I still think tweeting at night isn’t a good habit."

"Link, this is all your own doing. You had such a great girlfriend like Taylor, and yet you messed around. Men are all the same," someone else criticized.

"Don’t be sad, Link. We will always support you," a supportive fan wrote.

Link scrolled through the comments and found that most were ridiculing him, mocking him, or blaming him.

A few were expressing regret for the couple, believing they were well-matched and that ending the relationship was a shame. They urged Link to take action and win Taylor back.

Link replied to one seemingly experienced netizen’s comment, asking what he could do to earn his girlfriend’s forgiveness?

As soon as his fans saw him appear in the comment section, they went wild, flooding the comments with suggestions.

They suggested everything from sending a truck full of roses and tulips, a huge diamond, taking Taylor to the sea, to more forceful ideas like pinning her to the wall. Some even more extreme advice included cutting off a "third limb" to beg for forgiveness.

There was no shortage of ludicrous ideas.

Fed up with the wild speculations, Link got out of the tub, put on his pajamas, and decided to sleep embraced by the moonlight tonight.

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