As Valeria concluded, she asked, "Do you understand?" ibsolutely," Asher replied, presenting his design draft to Valeria.

“Are these designs close to the style you want?"

Valeria leaned in for a closer examination.

"They're good, but not the best."

Her thoughts drifted to Rosalynn's design, which she preferred.

Rosalynn, having formed a rough plan, stood up to leave.

“I'll be going now."

“Wait a moment." Valeria stopped her.

“Show me those samples again."

Rosalynn sensed Valeria’s fondness for her designs.

She smiled, sat beside Valeria, and revealed the drafts on her computer.

Asher, witnessing the exchange, grew anxious.

First, Rosalynn had cost him his job, and now she was going to steal his client.

“Rosalynn, are you going to deceive Miss Moran with someone else's designs again?"

Hearing his words, both Valeria and Rosalynn looked up.

“Asher, what are you implying?" Valeria demanded.

“What I mean is that the designs Rosalynn presented might not be her own work," Asher replied.

"She has a knack for manipulating men. I'm not sure who might have created the designs for her."

Valeria's expression darkened at his words.

Throughout her career in the entertainment industry, she despised women who relied on men most of all.

For four long years, her unyielding determination had been her constant companion.

There were times when other actresses, backed by the wealthy, effortlessly snatched her opportunities.