[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman":3,"chapter-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-274":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: A Lazy-Ass Superman",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1721880,2198,"Chapter 274 274 — Charlize Theron","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-274",274,"\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For 20 advanced chapters, visit my Patreon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patreon - Twilight_scribe1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the spelling was a bit unusual, Henry glanced at the name and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you pronounce this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl replied,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In English spelling it's Charlize Theron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's Afrikaans—my native language.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you're South African?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry looked genuinely surprised—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not acting, but truly shocked that he had bumped into the future \"South African Diamond,\" the Venus of Hollywood herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After signing her name, Charlize didn't immediately return the sketchbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curiosity lit her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind if I look through it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing in the sketchbook that couldn't be seen, so Henry waved generously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The future Oscar winner flipped through it slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry's habit was to leave a note on each finished sketch—sometimes a line or two, sometimes just the date and location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His handwriting wasn't cursive, but not rigid print either—easy enough for anyone to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book wasn't a proper artist's sketchbook, just a large B5-sized blank notebook with a spiral binding, making it easy to flip pages completely around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most were pencil sketches, occasionally ballpoint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mainly Los Angeles street scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few portraits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he did sketch people, they were part of the scenery—someone who happened to stay in the same spot long enough to be captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she flipped further, time moved backward—from May '94… to January '94…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One more page back, and suddenly they were in December '92—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a snowy courtyard in the little Swiss town of Tolochenaz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Audrey Hepburn's home. Henry just hadn't written the address.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple winter scene—no people in it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but five little Jack Russell terriers ran across the page: Rob's dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dogs weren't easy to sketch, so Henry had drawn them mostly from memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only two or three sketches from Tolochenaz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flipping further back, the date shifted to September '92—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>more scenery, but increasingly, people appeared too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always the same elderly lady with different groups of children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>African children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Central and South American children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>South Asian, West Asian—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>different locations, different faces, different clothing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet always the same graceful woman among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize couldn't ignore her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face grew more familiar with every sketch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The notes listed places all over the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That, combined with the distinctive features of the lady, brought a certain Hollywood legend to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize paused, flattened a sketch across the table, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ms. Audrey Hepburn,\" Henry answered plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize's eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So these sketches were made while she was doing work with the UN?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You really traveled all over the world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry corrected gently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Strictly speaking, it was UNICEF's child protection missions—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>mostly in Africa, Central America, South America, and South Asia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the entire world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you said you'd worked as someone's assistant…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and then the boss passed away…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So you were Audrey Hepburn's assistant?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then your name is…?\" Charlize asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, I never introduced myself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry Brown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a nobody.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize's eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-wait—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Henry Brown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The author of Love From a Foreign Culture?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one Audrey Hepburn personally recommended?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That book again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry rubbed his nose, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I should emphasize—it's a translated work, not my original writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those stories existed for centuries in various cultures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I only translated them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… but…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize, still a newcomer, suddenly found herself face-to-face with someone she had considered a \"name,\" and the words tangled in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet everything at the table—the girl-thief, the sketching, the conversation—had already attracted the restaurant staff's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when the title of that not-so-bestselling book was mentioned aloud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waitress squealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bold one—the same nearly muscular lady who'd almost tackled the future Oscar winner earlier—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>bolted to the break room, dug through her locker, and returned breathlessly clutching a paperback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rushed over, eyes shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you really Mr. Henry Brown?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry smiled at the book in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well—you actually bought this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That surprises me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking for a signature?\"**\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, yes—if you don't mind!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held out the well-worn volume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not damaged from abuse—just thoroughly loved and reread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry accepted it, pulled a fountain pen from his coat, and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lorraine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped to the blank page beneath the cover and wrote in elegant script:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>**\"To Lorraine,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wishing you health and beauty always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Henry Brown\"**\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, thank you!\" Lorraine clutched the book to her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So many of the love stories are beautiful…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of them have perfect endings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry made a helpless face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The originals were like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just translated them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few waitresses crowded around, squealing over the autograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, they remembered they were still on duty—under the boss's watchful eye—and hurried back to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlize, however, continued staring at Henry with doubtful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really are Henry Brown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The author… translator… of that book?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>**\"I can show you my driver's license, sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what do you want—proof I knew Ms. Hepburn?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or proof I translated the book?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't carry that around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do have photos with Ms. Hepburn—but they're at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I have the publishing contract—but also at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These aren't things people lug around to prove their identity.\"**\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought for a moment, then asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Judging by your expression…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>you're surprised you have fans?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry answered honestly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>**\"I don't know how you feel about the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the publisher told me it didn't sell well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough to pass printing cost—slow but steady sales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not the kind of book that explodes for two weeks and then vanishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's the slow, long-tail type.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not losing money, but not a hit either.\"*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎉 Power Stone Goal Announcement! 🎉\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'll release 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Keep voting, and let the stones pile up! 🚀\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>",990,"2026-06-06T15:31:22.542Z",1,"novelbin.me","75ce0b3e3cefe8b8858de826d477c68d5468fd31f91cc7e3d2ef49130e228f23","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-275","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-273",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-cover.jpg"]