CHAPTER FORTY SIX

Chelsea

As Chelsea stepped into Harry Waters's office, the warmth and sophistication enveloped him. The room, a testament to the esteemed actor's success, exuded classic Hollywood glamour. Rich mahogany woodworks adorned the walls, floor, and furniture, while the scent of polished wood and leather wafted through the air.

Waters's desk, crafted from a single piece of majestic mahogany, commanded attention. Intricate carvings danced across its surface, echoing the opulence of a bygone era. A plush, burgundy leather chair sat behind, inviting relaxation.

Floor-to-ceiling mahogany bookshelves lined the walls, housing Oscar statuettes, rare scripts, and vintage photographs. The room's centerpiece was a stunning mahogany fireplace, its mantle adorned with golden awards and personalized plaques.

Chelsea's gaze swept the room, lingering on unfamiliar treasures: a framed poster of his father's breakout film - Dark Hat-mattan, the bespoke mahogany