We had a deal. You promised that you would help me become a top star!"

Eleanor's cries and protests made Rosalynn's resolve waver slightly.

Without a moment's hesitation, Rosalynn strode forward and landed a resounding slap across Eleanor's face.

Eleanor collapsed onto the floor.

Covering her face in disbelief, she stared at Rosalynn, stunned.

Rosalynn slowly squatted down, and in a tone that was barely above a whisper, she enunciated each word clearly.

“Eleanor, my husband said he only spent one night with you. How uncanny, then, that it resulted ina pregnancy?"

Eleanor's face blanched at the implication.

Only Rosalynn and she knew who Brian had been with that night.

Was Rosalynn suggesting that Brian wasn't the father of her unborn child?

Without Brian's child, what claim did she have to request his assistance in her career?

Rather than aiding her, Brian would likely sabotage her career.

“Rosalynn, how dare you hit me?" Selina, who hadn't caught the hushed conversation between Rosalynn and Eleanor, noticed Eleanor's guilt-ridden expression and rushed to help her up.

Rosalynn straightened and shot Selina a dispassionate look.

"Isn't it justifiable to punish a home-wrecker? Or are you suggesting that you condone mistresses destroying marriages, Selina?”

"You..." Selina faltered, an indignant glint in her eye.

"Isn't it common for a man like Brian to have multiple women? What's wrong with that?"

Rosalynn's eyebrows arched as she wound her arm around Brian's.

“Honey, do you require additional companionship?” she asked him pointedly.

“No.” Brian's gaze never left her face.

“Then who do you desire?"

“I only crave my wife."