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Chelsea gazed at him but remained silent.
The two of them ran into Diane and Gerry as they followed Roy’s assistant through the entrance hall. Diane and Gerry exhibited complacency. It seemed they had had a good conversation with Roy. Diane remarked to Edmund with a broad grin on her face, “Mr. Nelson, wish you good luck.” Edmund left with Chelsea while ignoring her.
Diane’s teeth were gnashed and she no Longer had a grin on her face. Gerry gave her reassurance, “They will be crying later. What's the point of stooping to their level?”
Diane grinned triumphantly once again as she imagined what Edmund and Chelsea would be facing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEdmund was wealthy and Chelsea was gifted, but was this advantageous? They weren’t as scheming as Diane. How could they have an upper hand?
Edmund and Chelsea entered the Living room from the entrance hall. The living room was flooded with Light from the French windows. It exuded a calm and pleasant atmosphere. Chelsea sighed softly, thinking of how pleasant the life here could be.
Imagining she would Live here, there wouldn't be a shortage of ideas for her writing with so much peace and beauty surrounding her every day.
Roy exited the room. He had maintained a steady demeanor. However, he lost his composure as his eyes landed on Chelsea. “You!”
Roy's peculiarity went unnoticed by Chelsea. She offered an honest and timid bow before introducing herself. “Mr. Ellis, it's a pleasure to meet you. My pen nis Winter, and my nis Chelsea.”
The introduction pulled Roy out of his trance.
He soon regained his composure and extended his hand while saying, “Hello, Chelsea.”
He then shook Edmund's hand and said, “Mr. Nelson, please cin.” Edmund bowed his head slightly and then stepped inside Roy's study with
Chelsea.
Chelsea was too enthralled just now to see Roy's shocked expression, but Edmund saw it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEdmund believed that Roy ought to be a self-controlled individual. Unexpectedly, he suddenly lost his composure when he saw Chelsea. Why was that?
This was not the moment to be concerned about such specifics, though. Edmund and Chelsea were asked to sit on the sofa by Roy. The servant served them coffee.
Roy found himself Looking at Chelsea again.
He saw a familiar face in the girl before him.
“Let's get started, Mr. Ellis.” Edmund was the first to speak up.
Roy might have been an esteemed senior writer, but he was still a man in the end. When he looked at Chelsea once again, Edmund was hostile. Was it possible that Roy acted lovingly toward his wife only to fool people, but he was actually a nasty guy with a penchant for young, attractive women?
Roy retracted his gaze and focused on his task.
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