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.

character was a witch, and her clothes were relatively revealing

to film, I can choose some good roles for you.”

a gap, and the role of

she was a villain, she was not

his eyes.

worked both as a photographer and an

have any hobbies. After work, if there were nothing else, she would go

the bed and said no

fell

took her pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

her hair, she saw Troy still sitting by the bed, reading her

you contacted them again?”

contacted them, but no one answered.”

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eyes darkened, and his Adam’s apple rolled

taking a shower, her eyes were moist, and her delicate skin was pink.

too coincidental.

glanced at Troy suspiciously.

phone from the coat in the dirty clothes

and turned on the phone, but it

seemed to be

really a

do?” Imogen frowned and casually placed his phone on

“If

to the guest room to

flatly

terrible if Charlie

imagine the disappointed gaze

“Then…” Troy hesitated.

for him,

sleep of being