Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chapter 193

Edmund was not worried about Roy's requirements. He had many excellent scriptwriters he could call upon.

However, when Roy had made his request, Chelsea had been the first person to come to Edmund's mind.

Firstly, she was a fan of Roy and knew his work very well. She also respected Roy very much, which ensured she'd put a lot of effort into her work.

More than anything, she was a very capable scriptwriter.

Although Chelsea was young and still quite new to scriptwriting, Edmund was sure she would pass Roy's test.

Therefore, he quickly agreed to Roy's request. "Your request is reasonable. I will have good scriptwriters prepare for the test. You can choose one from them you see fit for the job."

Roy was very pleased. "Good. I propose that we decide on the copyright later. First, I want to see what the scriptwriters are capable of.

Every company I work with has different scriptwriter qualifications, so I need to know the ability of the scriptwriters first," Roy explained. "I'll sign with the company whose scriptwriters meet my specifications. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Price is of no matter to me," Roy concluded.

Edmund was well aware of this. Roy's father was a real estate tycoon with countless properties and no shortage of money.

Even without such a prominent family background, he had accumulated wealth as a scriptwriter over the years, enough to make him a wealthy man.

Edmund offered a high price simply to demonstrate his sincerity.

They both walked out of the cafe towards the Fresh Bookstore after the conversation. Roy's book signing was about to begin, and Edmund was to be in attendance.

However, his target was Chelsea, who would also attend the book signing.

Upon entering the bookstore, Roy went to meet his team. He would be going on stage soon.

Edmund scanned the hall, but Chelsea was nowhere to be found.

He glanced at his wristwatch and frowned. The book signing was about to begin. Why wasn't she there yet?

Judging from his limited knowledge of Chelsea, he didn't think she was a tardy person.

"How come Chelsea hasn't shown up yet?" Edmund asked Fay.

"I don't know. I sent her a text, but I haven't gotten a response."

"Call her," Edmund ordered.

Fay hurriedly put a call through to Chelsea, but she couldn't get through.

"She turned off her phone," Fay said, surprised.

Edmund's brow furrowed. He sensed something was wrong.

Chelsea should have been at the book signing by now, and her phone shouldn't be turned off.

She was always careful about these sorts of things. She would have charged her phone in anticipation of taking pictures with Roy.

Fay tried calling again and even tried video calling her on Facebook.

However, she still couldn't get through. The bad feeling in Edmund's gut increased.

He took out his phone and called Yusuf. "I need you to check every CCTV camera near Chelsea's apartment. I need to know her whereabouts now," he ordered sharply.

"Why?" Yusuf asked in astonishment. "What's the matter?"

"I can't reach her and I have a bad feeling about it," Edmund replied.

"Do as I say quickly," he repeated, and hung up the phone.