Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Through the phone, Orlando said excitedly, “Chelsea, my agent told me you recommended me to be the leading actor in Mr. Roy’s new TV show. Is that so?”

Edmund recognized it was Orlando on the other side of the phone and suddenly felt uneasy. He had planned to remind Trevor not to let Orlando act in this new show but it had come to nothing since Trevor hadn’t felt well then, and after that he had been busy dealing with the McBrides in Grafstin, thus forgetting about all about it. Everything seemed too late since Trevor had already contacted Orlando.

Chelsea had no ideas about Edmund’s little plan, she answered Orlando in a businesslike manner, “Yes, it was me. I think you’re suitable for the character.”

“Thanks a lot,” Orlando said gratefully and joyfully, “I’ve finished my filming and I’ll be back in Vertoak today. Why don’t we have dinner together? It’s on me.”

Chelsea refused politely, “Thanks for your invitation but what I did was not a big deal. It was just a recommendation and it’s the audition that decides whether you can act in this show or not.”

“It doesn’t matter if I can get this job. I just want to thank you for your recommendation and appreciation.” Orlando insisted.

Sitting by Chelsea, Edmund heard this clearly. Discontent, he grunted heavily and talked into her ear on purpose, “Haven’t you promised me to visit our grandpa tonight?”

he mention visiting grandpa tonight? What he had said was that he would stay in the office tonight to finish the work left

the phone, “Chelsea, is that Edmund by your side? No way! I thought you two would never get along

they would never get along well with each other? He was a good-for-nothing! God knew how he could be successful in the

Edmund was too angry to realize that being an idol, there was only one thing that Orlando needed to do, that is,

need to treat me to dinner. Maybe we can save that after

Chelsea talked to Edmund seriously, “Edmund, you know it’s inevitable to deal with different kinds of men because of my job. Don’t tell me

with his discontent when every time she

Edmund retorted confidently, “If you mind, I can stop doing business with

“Stop doing business with every woman client, seriously? Just in order to retort

“So can you stop working

office workers have to work with the opposite sex, let alone those Like her working in show business. He could say whatever he wanted or met whoever he wanted, but she was not