Emelia was good at writing, but she couldn’t talk sweet. She found it difficult to speak those words to him.
Julian knew she wanted to skip when hearing the silence. He pushed her, “If you don’t make me feel secure, how would I stop feeling jealous?”
Emelia couldn’t do anything. Hence, she lowered her voice and whispered, “Julian, you are the only man in my heart. Please don’t be jealous of other men in the future.”
Thinking for a moment, she added, “No matter Harry Zink or Winston Hopkins, they are just my friends.”
Emelia especially mentioned the two men’s names. She would work with them in the future, so she wished that Julian would stop being jealous of them.
With her promise, Julian finally felt better.
He said, “I’ll make time to visit you in a few days.”
“Not necessary.” Emelia was shocked. “We’ll have a closing study. We can’t leave the hotel.”
The training organizer had reserved the top two floors in the hotel for their training. They stayed on one floor, and the other was used for meetings, study, and activities.
However, the trainees were allowed to leave the hotel actually. After all, there was a weekend between the two weeks. Since they gathered in the Capital, they couldn’t always stay in the hotel.
Emelia said that because she didn’t want Julian toe to see her. She was just in training, and she didn’t think he needed toe over.
She understood that he missed her, but she hoped he restrain it for the time being.
In the past, when he was on business trips, she also missed him. She was always sleepless at night, but she had never wanted to go to see him in another city.
Probably, Emelia was way too rational. Or, probably, she knew that he didn’t like her at that time, so she didn’t even have such an idea.
Julian said determinedly, “Let’s meet in the hotel then.”
After a pause, he added, “Don’t you miss me at all?”
Emelia heaved a sigh. “Julian, is your mind full of love?
“You are a mature man, the president of the Hughes Group. You should put much effort into your career.”
Julian answered indifferently, “My career has been sessful, but I still don’t have a wife. Of course, my mind is full of love now.”
Emelia was amused by his words in anger. He indeed had a lot of excuses.
However, she had to admit that his words made sense.
His career had been sessful indeed. All fields of the Hughes Group had be the top, except for the newly developed chip factory in Grafstin.
However, thepetent woman, Maisie, was in charge of it, so Julian didn’t need to be worried.
Hence, Emelia agreed, “If you want toe over, up to you. I might not have time.”
Julian didn’t speak, onlyughed meaningfully.
Finally, their call ended. When Emelia returned to the bedroom from the balcony, the young screenwriter asked mysteriously, “Honey, may I ask you a question, please?”
Emelia smiled and said, “Sure. Go ahead.”
The screenwriter asked, “Are all those calls from Mr. Julian Hughes?”
“Yes, they are,” Emelia answered helplessly.
This young screenwriter’s name was Olivia. Emelia thought she was cute and straightforward, so she didn’t hide anything from Olivia.
Besides, Emelia was dating Julian now, though their rtionship hadn’t been announced to the public.
Olivia said enviously, “You do love each other deeply. I have seen Mr. Hughes call you several times in a row.”
Emelia felt shy. “Not really.”
Olivia’s eyes lit up. She asked, “Do you know if Mr. Hughes’s HGH has recently invested in any dramas or movies? Or does he have any ns to invest in any?”
Emelia shook her head. “I don’t know much about his business.”
She was telling the truth. She had only cooperated with Julian in “Princess Lenia”. Then she had never asked Julian about his work.
She was like that when she was his wife for three years. Right now, she was also like that.
After the coboration on “Princess Lenia”, she broke up with Julian. Hence, she had no chance o talk about his work with him.
“Really?” Olivia looked unconvinced. “You love each other so much, and you are a screenwriter. How can you not know the n of Mr. Hughes’ HGH? Hasn’t MR. Hughes asked you to be the screenwriter of any dramas or movies?”This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .
Somehow, Emelia was annoyed by Olivia’s questions.
She wondered if Olivia had thought, or probably all others had thought, Julian would ask her to be the screenwriter for all his invested dramas and movies. Was it because they were intimate?
Emelia exined solemnly. “Julian and I are two individuals. I’ve never asked him about his work, and he can distinguish public and private well. If he wants to find a screenwriter for any dramas or movies he has invested in, there will be a fairpetition to select the most suitable screenwriter.”
“I didn’t mean anything. I just think you should use the rtionship between you and Mr. Hughes,” Olivia exined with a smile, pulling her arm.
Probably her smile looked sincere. Emelia put down her unhappiness and smiled. “It’s alright.”
They stopped talking and went to bed.
The following day, they started sses. Winston gave them the lecture on the third day.
He was graceful and elegant, quite knowledgeable. After a ss, all the female screenwriters were obsessed with him.
When Winston was leaving, he called Emelia over individually. They talked at the end of the corridor for a while.
He asked Emelia how she liked the training and how she had been doing recently.
Winston only took her as a younger sister now. Emelia had chosen Julian, 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 Emelia.
After he left, Emelia 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?”
Emelia exined simply, “His parents are friends of my parents.”
Olivia eximed, “Emelia, yourwork is huge. You must use it well.”
Emelia paused her paces, ncing at her. “Use it?”
In Emelia’s opinion, she wouldn’t use her rtionships with Julian or Winston to get benefits or create shortcuts.
“Right,” Olivia answered, feeling a sense of guilt.
Although Emelia was looking at her calmly, Olivia could somehow tell that she was unhappy.
Emelia withdrew her gaze, kept silent, and walked forward.