Mr. Nelsonn Winning His Ex-wife’s Heart

Chapter: 41

“Drop it, Diane. I know exactly what I’m saying. I’m the one investing in this play. So when I say that the script is good, don’t counter my words!” Edmund interrupted her seriously.

He didn’t want to argue with her anymore. As far as he was concerned, the script was perfect and there was no need to tweak it at all.

Diane was taken aback by his words. She could sense the irritation in his voice. He had indirectly accused her of pointing out a problem when there was none. Her eyes blazed with fury as she looked at him.

Of course she knew that he had the final say. She had never interfered with his work in the past. This situation was only different because Chelsea was involved. She had interfered because she thought Edmund would be displeased with the similarity just like she was.

“Okay then.” Although Diane badly wanted to throw a fit, she could only suppress her anger. She feared that Edmund would break up with her if she nagged him any further. She had come a long way with him. She had to take good care of it.

Continuing the argument would make it obvious that she was poking holes in the script because it was written by Chelsea. She had put on a sweet and free-minded attitude just to make sure Edmund continued to love her. She knew that he would stop loving her if she showed him her true colors.

in her heart. Since her argument with Edmund had reached a dead

The project would not go on if he wasn’t satisfied with the script. Chelsea was answerable

made a lot of connections while she was still in the entertainment industry. It would be easy

her side. She would make sure Sonya got a

Sonya to poke holes in the script during production. Chelsea would

got off the car and kissed

a high speed, he was lost in

business, but everything he saw

and was now working as a scriptwriter. After all, she

an unproblematic woman in front of him. Her two-faced nature angered him to the core. Edmund wondered why she became such a despicable person. She used to be honest and

the paper that Luka had given him. It wasn’t until thirty minutes later that he finally mustered

voice wafted into his ear once the