Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 292

“Yeah, I’ve got it all down. Once I have the results, I’ll let you know.”

Rosamund was a consummate actress; her words sounded sweet and calm, but her face twisted with barely suppressed fury—her emotions and her voice belonged to two different worlds.

Unfortunately for Noah, he could only hear her, not see her through the phone.

“All right, I won’t keep you from filming. Take care of yourself, okay?”

“I will. I’ll hang up now.”

The moment the call ended, Rosamund’s carefully controlled expression shattered. Rage warped her features—she couldn’t wait until next Thursday. She wanted Willow to suffer right now.

She snatched up her phone and dialed Evelyn’s number.

…

That Saturday afternoon, Willow met up with Ablitt to discuss her next novel.

It had been several months since they’d last seen each other. They chose their usual spot—a cozy café across the street from Silverton.

“Willow,” Ablitt said, eyes full of admiration as he pored over the latest illustrations she’d handed him. “These are incredible! The composition, the detail, the imagination—honestly, you’re in a league of your own.”

It was clear that, as the original author, Willow captured the scenes far more precisely than anyone else could.

She smiled. “Thank you.”

Ablitt couldn’t stop flipping through the pages, grinning like a kid with a new toy. “If you ever turned your stories into a comic series yourself, I bet it’d be a massive hit! Of course, there are only so many hours in a day, and you can’t clone yourself—what a shame.”

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