She applied it to Valeria's face. low, it's so cooling. The pain is gone," Valeria exclaimed. fou're exaggerating," Rosalynn responded with a grin.

‘m serious. This ointment is amazing. Where did you buy it?"

"I made it myself."

“Really? You're incredible!"

Valeria gave her a thumbs up.

Several lesser-known actresses joined them, and the atmosphere grew warm and friendly.

Not far away, Eleanor spotted Rosalynn, her eyes turning icy. ny is Rosalynn here?"

“It seems she and Valeria are good friends,"

Eleanor's assistant, Moira Watson, chimed in. She was also familiar with Rosalynn due to Mary's secret reports to Eleanor from time to time.

Eleanor sneered, stood up, and approached Valeria.

Rosalynn, what brings you here?"

“I have some business to attend to," Rosalynn replied dismissively.

With a frosty demeanor, Moira complained, "You're an assistant designer at S.W. Studio, aren't you? Eleanor is addressing you, so show her some respect."

Rosalynn cast her a sidelong glance and retorted, “I'm not a fan. I have no reason to fawn over her."

“How dare you!" Moira's face darkened.

"“Rosalynn, Eleanor is set to become your boss's wife soon. How dare you disrespect her?"

Rosalynn scoffed, “When she actually becomes my boss's wife, then we can talk about respect."

"Hey!" Moira, noticing the surrounding onlookers enjoying the spectacle, fumed.

“Do you want Mr. Hughes to fire you, Rosalynn? Are you oblivious to how deeply he loves Eleanor? She could have you jobless with a snap of her fingers!"

In Moira's mind, Eleanor's swift handling of her uncle's situation Last time signaled Brian's love for her. Thus, Eleanor was destined to be his wife.

In her eyes, Rosalynn was nothing but a temptress. Moira felt compelled to teach her a Lesson on Eleanor's behalf.

“Really? I've got his number. Should I call him for you?" Rosalynn sneered, brandishing her phone as if preparing to dial.