Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Before Edmund was able to come to terms with all that Chelsea just said, she bypassed him and opened the door. She then ordered authoritatively, "I'm done talking to you. It's getting too late. I need to go to bed. Please leave at once!"

An unseen fire burned Edmund's body when he heard this. He glared at her with bloodshot eyes as he walked past her. After walking out, he shut the door with a bang.

"What an unreasonable man!" Chelsea scoffed as she turned the lock of her door. He had always seen her as a gold-digger. Why was he mad now that she admitted it?

Chelsea placed her fingers on her temples to clear her head. It was at this moment that a new idea for the script she was working on popped up. She quickly ran to her computer to put it down.

The loud ringtone of Chelsea's phone was what woke her up the next morning. It was a call from Luka. As soon as she answered it, Luka asked tentatively, "Did Edmund go to see you after the party?"

Chelsea sat up on her bed in surprise. How did Luka know that? He had driven off after he dropped her home. Did he come back while Edmund was around?

Despite her confusion, Chelsea answered honestly, "Yes, he did."

"Did you make him angry?" Luka inquired in a flat tone.

At the thought of how Edmund had stormed out and slammed her door last night, Chelsea nodded and replied, "Yes, kind of. Why do you ask? Did something happen?"

Luka sighed and said, "Well, you must have really pissed him off. He called me very early this morning and asked that the script be revised immediately. He wants the hero to divorce his wife, marry his first love and live with her happily ever after. I tried to dissuade him, but he blew a short fuse."

After a pause, Luka continued, "Since we jointly came to an agreement on the outline you wrote earlier, it came as a surprise that he suddenly wants it to be modified. Given that all was well before the party, I suspected that you both argued afterward."

Chelsea's jaw dropped.

She knew that Edmund sometimes behaved immaturely, but it never occurred to her that he could be this petty. He was trying to get back at her just because she annoyed him last night.

Luka was in a dilemma. He began to regret doing business with Edmund. Rubbing his forehead, he said, "If we allow him to make such weighty decisions as he pleases, he would take us for fools. I'll try one more time to make him change his mind. If he remains adamant, I might as well call it quits on our cooperation."

It was normal for adjustments to be made to the script during the preliminary stage. But it was strange for the investor to suddenly suggest a revision just because he wasn't on good terms with the scriptwriter. More so, his suggestion meant that they would have to change the whole plot. And that was a Herculean task.

"Please don't, Mr. Pierce." Chelsea disagreed immediately.

"Why?" Luka was confused.

Chelsea ran to the study and turned on her computer. "The thing is, I got some inspiration after his unwelcomed visit last night. The new idea fits perfectly into his suggestion. Let me tidy it up and send it to you right away."

"Really?" Luka couldn't believe his ears. What kind of idea fits into the dramatic change in the plot that Edmund suggested? Was the hero going to end up with his first love?"

"Yes, boss. I drafted a new outline in one breath last night. I need to polish it first," Chelsea replied, tapping away on the keyboard.