Eleanor's eyes flickered, and she hastily intervened, "Moira, it's no big deal. I don't want Brian to think I'm haughty just because he indulges me."

Eleanor couldn't risk allowing Rosalynn to make that call.

Moira might be in the dark, but Eleanor knew the truth.

Brian would never fire Rosalynn for her sake!

"Eleanor, you are too kind," said Moira.

“Well, I know you are Loyal to me.”

Eleanor was very satisfied with what Moira had done, but in front of so many people, she had to pretend to be kind.

She looked at Rosalynn and said in a soft tone, “Rosalynn, do you know Valeria?"

"Yes," Rosalynn replied lightly.

“Valeria, I'm truly sorry for what happened earlier. I slapped you several times, and your face has swollen. If you can't continue, you can go back and rest for a few days," Eleanor said hypocritically.

“No, thanks. Rosalynn has given me a magical ointment. My face isn't swollen anymore," Valeria said.

Eleanor looked at her face and noticed the swelling had subsided.

The ointment was so effective!

Eleanor cursed. Rosalynn ruined her plan again!

Eleanor resented Rosalynn and said to Valeria, "Since you're fine, go and ask the makeup artist to fix your makeup. Let's continue shooting."

She didn't like the previous leading actress, whose position had been the same as hers in the crew, so she had played tricks to get her fired.

And she didn't like Valeria now either!

She planned to play tricks again and get Valeria removed from the crew.

Eleanor winked at Moira and returned to her Lounge.

Valeria offered no further comment and requested that Rosalynn wait a bit longer. She rose and retreated to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.

Rosalynn glanced at her hand, smeared with ointment.

She got to her feet, intent on washing it off.