Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Chelsea was so angry and frustrated that she burst into tears.
Seeing her crying, Orlando was about to punch the assistant director again for making things worse.
Chelsea shouted to him even amidst tears, "Stop it."
She was still rational. Orlando's image would be tarnished if he continued the assault. The news of him being involved in a fight
could cause an uproar in the entertainment circle.
She tried her best to stop Orlando. He finally released the assistant director and got up.
The man on the floor had been beaten black and blue, and his nose was bleeding. Gerry grabbed a box of tissues and handed
some to him to stop the bleeding.
Hiding behind Gerry, the assistant director wiped his nose and cursed, "Orlando Curtis! If you want to ruin your career, I'll fulfill
your wish. Just wait and see!"
"How dare you threaten me?" As Orlando spoke, he was about to step forward again, clearly ready to finish what he had started.
The restaurant manager, who just arrived at the room, hurried to stop him. "Calm down! Please calm down. There's no need for
that."
The restaurant was next to the film and TV studios, so the manager knew all of them. Having known what would happen if the
issue blew up, he immediately closed the door of the private room and prevented the waiters and customers from watching the
farce.
"Call the police! I will report him!" The assistant director shouted angrily while pointing a bloody finger at Orlando.
Chelsea was a little flustered and she regretted how the situation had evolved. Orlando was a famous star. Once the police were
involved, it would damage Orlando's reputation and even affect his career.

Orlando seemed to be the only one who wasn't thinking about that at all. He glared at the assistant director and said, "Go ahead
do it. I should have beaten a lecher like you harder for harassing women. You shouldn't even be talking right now."
Then Orlando was about to do as he had promised, but the assistant director quickly hid behind Gerry.
Chelsea who now had calmed down, pulled Orlando back and asked Gerry, "Did Diane really ask you to do all of this?"
Before Gerry could say anything, the assistant director shouted arrogantly, "Yes, so what? You must be afraid, aren't you? Then
apologize to me quickly."
"Over my dead body!" Orlando replied.
The assistant director gritted his teeth and threatened, "Orlando, don't you know the relationship between Diane and Edmund?
She is going to marry into the Nelson family soon. Edmund will blacklist you from the entertainment world."
"How dare you threaten me!" Orlando was enraged at the nerve of that scumbag.
"You know what? Diane said that she was not satisfied with the plot, and Edmund asked Chelsea to change the entire script.
Imagine how easy it will be for her to ask Edmund to ban you."
"Is what he is saying true?" Orlando asked, looking at Chelsea in disbelief.
Orlando didn't know that Chelsea had gone through the torture of changing the entire script. He had thought that her work had
been progressing smoothly.
How could he know that Edmund would be so unprofessional that he would allow Diane to do whatever she wanted even at
work?
Chelsea didn't answer his question, nor did she want to.
Why Edmund had asked her to change the script didn't matter, the only thing that mattered was that she had changed it.

But Chelsea wouldn't let go of Diane for targeting her through the assistant director.
The top priority now was to get Orlando away from there, so Chelsea pulled him and said, "Let's go."
"You want to leave? Orlando beat me up like this and you want to leave?" The assistant director started cursing at them again.
Chelsea sneered. "If you hadn't messed with me in the first place, you wouldn't have been beaten."
He looked at the two of them defending each other and smiled despite his swollen face. "What's your relationship with each
other?"
Orlando snorted. "It's none of your business obviously."
The assistant director laughed with disdain and said, "Oh, Chelsea, I didn't expect you to be able to hook up with such a young
man at your age. You always pretend to be pure and innocent, but you are such a slut."
Chelsea trembled with anger and if only it didn't make things worse she would have slapped the stupid man.
"Go to hell!" Orlando shook off Chelsea's hand and punched the assistant director again.
It took the manager and Gerry a lot of effort to pull the two of them apart. The assistant director spat out a mouthful of blood and
shouted, "Call the police! Let me call them myself."