With a gentle smile, Brian scooped a bowl of soup for her, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Slow down. No one's going to steal your food."

Rosalynn merely threw him a brief peek before redirecting her focus back to her meal.

“Will you please quit sulking? I didn't do anything wrong to you.”

Brian chuckled, his voice laced with a hint of indulgence.

It sounded like that he was coaxing his wife.

Rosalynn's heart fluttered in response, her head slightly lowering as she tried to avoid his gaze. She continued eating in silence, choosing not to engage with him further.

The warm sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting a gentle glow in the room.

Brian's eyes sparkled with happiness as he gazed at her.

Inside the crew lounge, Eleanor's fingers tightened as she read Mary's message.

It was clear that Brian and Rosalynn were growing closer.

A pang of uncertainty gripped Eleanor’s heart. Would Brian forget about her if she didn't do anything?

As anticipated, Rosalynn found herself the center of attention after walking out of Brian's office.

Internally, she cursed Brian, but she maintained a facade of composure.

Later in the afternoon, Eleanor arrived, her assistant distributing cakes to everyone in the studio.

Since they were eating her treats, they felt obliged to treat her kindly.

The atmosphere was nearly infectious, with most employees in good spirits.

"See, this is how the boss's girlfriend should act."

"Who do you think Mr. Hughes Likes more?"

“I'd put my money on Eleanor."

“I'd have to agree with you on that one.”

Huddled together, the gossipy employees whispered among themselves.