“Selina, you're Brian's first love, his savior. I trust that if you intercede, he won't let you down. Please, help me." Eleanor tried to flatter her.

Selina came to her senses and sneered. She knew what was Eleanor thinking about.

Without saying anything more, she stood up and left the detention center.

On the way, she thought for a while and dialed Brian's number.

“Brian, are you at the office? We need to talk."

“I'm on a work-related trip in another city. We'll talk when I return."

With that, Brian promptly ended the call.

Staring at the disconnected call, Selina felt a twinge of irritation.

Brian had become so apathetic towards her.

Would he really agree if she asked him for help?

That was uncertain.

She needed to brace herself for all possibilities.

If Brian declined to lend a hand, she'd have to eliminate any proof that could expose Rosalynn's true identity.

Monday bustled with activity at S.W. Studio.

Rosalynn had been occupied all morning and decided to take a break to quench her thirst.

“I never imagined that Eleanor could be a murderer. It‘s absolutely horrifying!"

“Absolutely! The killer was right here amongst us. Gives me the chills just thinking about it."

“Why would she commit such a crime? She must know that she'd face severe punishment, maybe even the death penalty."

"She probably believed she had the support of Mr. Hughes, which made her feel invincible,”

As Rosalynn listened to the discussions, her mind churned with thoughts.

She couldn't help but agree with her colleagues.

Eleanor seemed to have an unwavering confidence, fueled by her connection to Brian.