Rosalynn, too, was puzzled.

Didn't he worry about upsetting his girlfriend?

Meanwhile, in her apartment, Eleanor stared at the news about her, flinging her phone onto the sofa in frustration.

Her agent had informed her that the news couldn't be deleted. Who could be working against her this way?

Eleanor's expression darkened. After a moment, she drew a deep breath, picked up her phone, and dialed Brian's number.

The phone rang for a while before it was eventually answered.

Eleanor, pretending to be upset, was about to complain to Brian when another man's voice came through the phone.

“Miss Hilton."

Eleanor's intended greeting for Brian stumbled in her surprise.

She glanced at her phone; it was indeed Brian's number.

But why was the person who answered the phone Edwin?

"Edwin?"

“Yes. How may I assist you?" Edwin asked.

She had dialed Brian's number. Why did Edwin answer?

“Why are you answering Brian's calls? Where is he?" Eleanor questioned.

“He is rather busy at the moment. If you need anything, please direct your requests to me," Edwin responded.

So, Brian had forwarded her call to Edwin.

Eleanor's expression changed.

Suppressing her irritation, she replied, “Please hand the phone to him.

I need to discuss the news about me with him."

“He is currently in a meeting. He mentioned that the news about you could bring you additional fame, so you needn't worry about your career." Edwin's tone remained unflappable.

Eleanor's chest heaved in disbelief.