Meanwhile, Rosalynn headed home after work.

She tidied up her room and prepared to make herself a bowl of instant noodles.

She lived by herself, anyway, so she didn't bother to cook complicated dishes.

Rosalynn was just about to put the water to boil when her phone rang.

Surprise flashed through her eyes when she glanced at the name on her screen,

Brian was calling.

Why was he calling her past working hours? ir. Hughes?” here are you?" Brian's commanding voice came through the line.

“At home." Rosalynn turned the heat on the stove top.

“You're home?”

Rosalynn couldn't help but frown.

“Of course. I go straight home after work.”

“Didn't you agree to work overtime?”

Rosalynn pressed her lips into a thin Line.

Work overtime?

What the hell was he talking about?

Her thoughts raced, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

Was he testing her?

Was he making sure that she hadn't gone to Haleigh's place for dinner?

But that couldn't be.

She and Brian were simply superior and subordinate, nothing more.

He had no reason to concern himself with such matters.

Rosalynn replied, “There is nothing in the studio that requires my attention at the moment.”