Chapter: 59


    His cold eyes and imperious arch of eyebrows were like round pegs in round holes. They


    complimented themselves.


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    He had tall and slender stature which made him eye-catching in a simple white shirt and ck suit


    pants.


    The cor of his shirt was open and his Adam’s apple could be seen at a nce.


    Immediately Chelsea set her eyes on him, her good mood vanished into thin air.


    Chelsea gave Luka a questioning Look. He only shrugged with a helpless expression, indicating that he


    didn’t know why Edmund was even there.


    Unlike the others, Gerry wasn’t bothered at all by Edmund’s sudden appearance. He walked to him


    with a big smile on his face. With his hand stretched out, he said cheerfully, “Look who’s gracing us


    with his presence. I didn’t expect you toe to the party, Mr. Nelson. I’m pleased to see you.”


    Edmund shook hands with Gerry and said, “I couldn’t miss it for anything. You throw the best parties,


    so I had to partake in the fun.”


    Several guests crowded Edmund and he exchanged pleasantries with them. After a while, Luka walked


    up to him with Chelsea. They had an argument because of Edmund’s involvement in the project, but


    this didn’t mean there was bad blood between them. It was only right for Luka to go and greet his


    business partner.


    stering a smile on his face, Luka greeted Edmund and shook his hand firmly. Chelsea had to speak


    to him too even though she didn’t want to. After all, he was the investor of the y.


    Avoiding his eyes, she bowed slightly and greeted him. “Good evening, Mr. Nelson.”


    None of the guests, except Fay and Luka, knew about the rtionship between these two.


    Edmund was just about to respond to her greeting when Gerry uttered excitedly, “Mr. Nelson, I didn’t


    meet Chelsea early enough because she was absent during the first meeting. It wasn’t until a while ago


    that I finally met her. I didn’t expect her to be this beautiful and young. Thank goodness such a pretty


    lady was employed to join the crew. Her beauty will give us the zeal to work.”


    Gerry thought that Edmund would agree with him as he praised Chelsea’s beauty. But he was shocked


    when Edmund shot him a cold re. He quickly shut up as a cold shiver ran down his spine.


    Those words didn’t sound like harmless praise in Edmund’s ears. Instead, he felt like Gerry was


    perverted.


    Edmund finally shook Chelsea’s hand which she had stretched out to him moments ago. He then said


    slowly, “Good evening, Miss Williams. I recently learned that your pen name is Winter. Could it be


    because your hand is as cold as ice? Or is your hand this cold because you are wearing something too


    thin now?”


    Horror flitted on Chelsea’s face as soon as she heard those questions.


    She felt that he was taking a jab at her. Why was he criticizing her dressing? How was it his business if


    she wore something too thin? It was her business to worry about her cold hand, not his!


    Chelsea quickly took back her hand. Biting back the tongueshing she badly wished she could give


    him, she replied with a smile, “Oh, you are so humorous, Mr. Nelson.”


    Gerry cut in, “This shouldn’te as a surprise to you, Mr. Nelson. It has be a fashion trend for


    women to dress Like this. They now wear Light and tight clothes that bring out their figure. Just take a


    Look at her slender waist.”


    With a flirtatious look, Gerry moved to Chelsea and reached out to touch her waist. She stepped back


    and looked at him in horror.


    Stories of how male bosses objectified their female employees and counterparts were an open secret


    in the film industry. Chelsea had heard a lot before she became a full-time worker. Zuri had also


    comined about how some directors and actors took advantage of actresses.


    Never did Chelsea imagine that she would be at the receiving end of perverted advances in her line of


    work. She was a scriptwriter, not a call girl. The anger that coursed through her veins was stronger than


    the confusion and disgust she felt.


    If Gerry had seeded in grabbing her waist, Chelsea would have been disgusted to death.


    It was saddening that she couldn’t Leave because she was obligated to be at the party.