Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 19

Willow didn't linger long at Silent Oak Pottery; she had to get back and deal with the plagiarism mess as soon as possible and give the editorial team an update.

Three years ago, on the very day she and Beasley signed their marriage certificate, something unforgettable had happened.

She remembered it clearly: that night, Beasley never returned to the townhouse at Baycrest Villas where their wedding suite was set up. Instead, Evelyn showed up. Evelyn first hurled insults at her, standing nose to nose, and then stormed into Willow's bedroom. Without a care, she tore through Willow's belongings, smashing and scattering things until the room was a disaster zone.

Fortunately, Willow hadn't brought any confidential manuscripts or documents to Baycrest Villas, or else she would've been in real trouble.

But she did have the notebook she always used for jotting down story ideas. And there were two housekeepers working at the villa back then—one in charge of cleaning, the other cooking.

After Evelyn's meltdown and dramatic exit, the two housekeepers came in and helped Willow pick up the mess in her bedroom.

At the time, Willow just assumed the notebook had been destroyed by Evelyn and then tossed out by the housekeepers during cleanup. She hadn't thought much of it.

Now, though, it was clear: the missing notebook was at the heart of all her current problems.

Whoever had that notebook was the one accusing her of plagiarism.

But how would she find out who it was?

Willow had been mulling over this for days, and finally, she was starting to see a path forward.

Back at her hotel, she called Ablitt first. She needed him to convince the editorial department not to issue any statements yet, not to make any moves. Better to let things simmer for now and let public opinion take its course.

Ablitt agreed without hesitation.

She remembered something else and added, "Ablitt, once this settles, I'm guessing there'll be a flood of people wanting to buy the rights to the new book again. But I'm not interested in selling—at least not for now. Just a heads-up; you might get some pushback."

Ablitt sounded confused. "Not selling? Why not?"

Willow didn't get into details. "Just for the time being. The rights might come in handy."

She wasn't an anonymous little writer anymore. She had the power to decide what happened to her own work.

If the publishing house insisted on selling the rights, she'd just walk away from her contract.

Beasley, for his part, was absolutely trying to get the exclusive rights to STAR's fifth novel as well. If it hadn't been for the plagiarism scandal, they'd probably be negotiating already.

Still, the scandal was a double-edged sword. For authors, it could be a disaster, but for businessmen, not necessarily.

Beasley's mood was excellent today. Even running into that woman at the hotel last night hadn't put a dent in his good spirits.

He'd just finished signing a stack of documents when his assistant, Xander, knocked and stepped in, phone in hand and sweat beading at his brow.

"Mr. Windsor, your parents just changed their flights. They'll be landing at National Gateway International around five this evening."