When Winston was leaving, he called Chelsea over individually. They talked at the end of the corridor


    for a while.


    He asked Chelsea how she liked the training and how she had been doing recently.


    Winston only took her as a younger sister now. Chelsea had chosen Edmund, and the two had


    experienced ups and downs, even Life and death. Hence, Winston didn’t think it would make sense for


    him to be persistent with Chelsea.


    After he left, Chelsea went back to the hotel room for a Lunch break with Olivia. While they were


    walking, Olivia asked, “Holy smoke! Is Mr. Hopkins your friend?”


    Chelsea exined simply, “His parents are friends of my parents.” Olivia eximed, “Chelsea, your


    network is huge. You must use it well.”


    Chelsea paused her paces, ncing at her. “Use it?”


    In Chelsea’s opinion, she wouldn’t use her rtionships with Edmund or Winston to get benefits or


    create shortcuts.


    “Right,” Olivia answered, feeling a sense of guilt.


    Although Chelsea was looking at her calmly, Olivia could somehow tell that she was unhappy.


    Chelsea withdrew her gaze, kept silent, and walked forward.


    They returned to the room. Olivia nced at her gingerly. Then she picked up herptop and walked to


    Chelsea’s bed. She said in embarrassment, “I have been in charge of a drama project recently. The


    storyline stretches from campus life to marriage. I wonder if you could take a look at it and give me your


    comments?”


    Olivia seemed to ask her for help modestly, so Chelsea had to agree, “Okay.”


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    Hence, during the two-hour noon break, Chelsea didn’t nap. She held theptop, reading Olivia’s


    project.


    Chelsea finished reading it at noon and gave her some suggestions ording to her experience.


    Olivia epted them modestly. “Okay. I’ll edit it.”


    “Okay,” Chelsea answered.


    She had been working in this field for many years. In the beginning, Eugene mentored her in person.


    She had independently written the script for “The Crown” and Roy’s new drama recently. Olivia was a


    green hand who had less than two years of experience in this field, so Chelsea didn’t mind giving her


    some suggestions.


    Two dayster, Olivia finished editing her project ording to Chelsea’s suggestions. Chelsea read it


    again and felt that it had be much better.


    She praised Olivia generously. Olivia was overjoyed. She said to Chelsea with a smile, “Since you like


    my project, can you rmend it to Mr. Nelson on my behalf?”


    Chelsea was taken aback.


    Olivia wanted her to rmend her project to Edmund?


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    Chelsea had never done such a thing before. She had only met Olivia a few days ago. Olivia tried to


    pry open the door of Edmund’s investment through her rtionship. Chelsea didn’t think it was proper.


    Although she liked Olivia’s script, it wasn’t that excellent to meet the standards to win Nelson Group’s


    investment.


    Seeing that she was shocked, Olivia had a hidden trace of impatience shing through her eyes. Then


    she looked upset and added, “No way, Honey. Don’t you want to help me?


    “We’ve been roommates for a whole week. I’ve taken you as my bestie Mr. Nelson is obedient to you


    now. You can just put on good words for me.”