Willow's eyes were clear, her smile gentle and warm. "We agreed I'd treat you this time. If you keep doing this, I'll be too embarrassed to invite you out for a meal again."
At the mention of "next time," Ablitt quickly tucked away whatever sentiment had flickered across his face and laughed. "You're right, that was thoughtless of me. I'll make it up to you with a drink."
With that, he poured himself a glass of red wine and downed it in one go.
Willow almost told him to slow down, but then thought better of it. Maybe this was just the way he liked to drink—not everyone was as pretentious as Beasley, swirling his wine and savoring each sip like a critic at a tasting.
So she held her tongue.
After finishing, Ablitt grinned at her and raised his empty glass. "There, bottoms up. You just enjoy at your own pace."
Willow nodded, pouring herself only half a glass. She barely tasted it, just enough to be polite—she had no intention of finishing it.
The wine seemed to loosen Ablitt up, and soon he was chatting away with newfound ease. He told Willow all kinds of stories from the Editorial Department, and how he'd handled Mr. Harrington—his descriptions so vivid that Willow found herself quietly entertained, responding every now and then.
Halfway through dinner, the conversation shifted to the movie adaptation of her novel.
"I heard Windsor & Co. invested a billion dollars in this film. Can you believe it? The internet went wild—and of course, people started digging into the relationship between the CEO and the leading actress."
Willow's hand stilled for a moment, her fork hovering above her plate. In her previous life, the connection between Beasley and Rosamund hadn't come to light this early…
"At first, everyone assumed the huge investment was all because of Windsor's heiress, Evelyn—she's got a small role, after all. But then, the ever-resourceful internet sleuths uncovered that the CEO, Beasley, and the film's leading lady, Rosamund, were childhood sweethearts!"
"And just like that, the film's popularity soared again. You know how the internet is—people are obsessed with these CEO-actress pairings. The hype around them is even bigger than the buzz about the main leads reuniting on screen."
Fueled by the wine, Ablitt grew more animated. Finally, he grinned and asked, "So, do you know what creative nickname the netizens gave this couple?"
She smiled knowingly. Perhaps Beasley and his childhood sweetheart had settled on the name themselves, ready to roll it out no matter when their relationship hit the news.
Ablitt noticed the faint, almost imperceptible smirk on her lips and paused, curiosity piqued. "What, do you think they're being too high-profile?"
He quickly added, "It's definitely a bit much, all this hype. But I'm sure they'll pour their hearts into making the movie great. They wouldn't want to ruin your reputation."
With a billion-dollar budget, Ablitt was certain they weren't about to risk failure—they'd make sure the film was a success.
Willow corrected him, "My reputation has nothing to do with them. But I do believe they'll give this movie everything they've got."
After all, this was Rosamund's first film since coming back home. Beasley would never let it fail.

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