Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 383

"We can take a photo, but let's do it over there."

Beasley glanced toward the head table as he spoke.

The reporters were quick to agree. "Sure thing! Mr. Sinclair and the director are over there anyway. Let's head that way!"

Beasley took the lead, and the reporters automatically parted to make way for him.

However, Beasley didn't spare Rosamund another glance. He didn't wait for her, walking ahead alone, his back radiating a cold, untouchable elegance.

The reporters exchanged awkward looks, and Rosamund's smile nearly faltered.

"Ms. Worthington, let's head over there for the photos."

One of the reporters glanced back and said this to Rosamund, who was still rooted to the spot.

It would have been fine if he hadn't spoken, but the moment he did, the atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

Rosamund forced herself to maintain her smile and gave the reporter a nod. "Alright."

The reporter silently praised Rosamund's composure. Being ignored like that, yet still keeping an elegant smile as if nothing had happened, took true skill.

Who knew what was going on between Mr. Windsor and Rosamund? He wasn't giving her an ounce of respect.

The reporter's inner gossip radar went off immediately.

Over at the head table, York had been keeping an eye on Beasley. Seeing him suddenly walk toward them alone, completely leaving Rosamund trailing behind, York couldn't help but frown.

Spotting Beasley, the director and the rest of the table quickly stood up to greet him.

Beasley was ushered to the seat of honor by the director and the crew. He glanced at the reporters who had followed him and spoke calmly. "Weren't we taking pictures?"

The reporters instinctively looked toward Rosamund, who was still gracefully lifting her dress as she walked over, and exchanged awkward glances again.

Mr. Windsor really wasn't waiting for Ms. Worthington at all!

Weren't they supposed to be childhood friends?

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