Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 333.2 Are You Going to Film? (2)

Next, Troy called two more secretaries, but no one answered.

He looked at Imogen in embarrassment. “Maybe they have something to do now.”

Just that was so coincidental?

Imogen took the phone and glanced at the call record, but it was indeed not connected. The call with Lane had already been deleted by Troy by inputting other secretary numbers.

Imogen only assumed that the first call he made was from another secretary and asked, “Didn’t you call Lane?”

Troy said, “I don’t know if he has finished his work today. Let me call him.”

He dialled Lane’s phone number.

After dozens of seconds, no one answered, and the call was automatically hung up.

Troy showed Imogen a glance at the interface.

“All right.”

She frowned. “You sit down first. I need to read the script. Don’t disturb me, and I’ll try calling again later.”

“Read the script?” Troy raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the script in her hand. “Are you going to film?”

“Yes.”

“What kind of script?”

“As for the last one, it turned out to be Sarah’s role. She couldn’t make it anymore, and the director couldn’t find a suitable one for a while, so the director asked me to come.”

Upon hearing it, Troy changed his expression slightly.

was a witch, and her clothes were

you want to film, I can choose some

the director fill a

villain, she was not

his eyes.

the divorce, she worked both as a photographer and an actress, which seemed much more

never seen her have any hobbies. After work, if

by the bed and

room fell

script, took her pajamas, and went to the bathroom to

Troy still sitting

contacted them

contacted them, but no one

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His eyes darkened, and his

were moist, and her delicate skin was pink.

was too coincidental.

at Troy suspiciously. “Give me

the coat

pressed and turned on the phone, but

seemed to be

really

should we do?” Imogen frowned and casually placed his phone

“If

go to the guest room to

Imogen flatly refused.

if Charlie

the disappointed gaze

“Then…” Troy hesitated.

only one choice for him, which was

sleep