Rosalynn received the milk with a polite smile and a nonchalant response.

Maggie seemed to want to say more but held back.

Just then, Rosalynn's phone buzzed.

Glancing at the screen, she saw Hutton's name.

“Hutton.”

“Rosalynn, I managed to hack into the club's surveillance footage from yesterday and there's a suspicious waiter." Hutton's voice echoed from the speaker.

Rosalynn perked up.

“What do you mean?"

“The waiter served John's private room. While I couldn't spot him tampering with the wine, he oddly resigned today. I dug into his banking transactions and noticed a deposit of one hundred thousand dollars yesterday. The sender? Moira, Eleanor's assistant."

Rosalynn was taken aback, her eyes twinkling with surprise.

“Are you suggesting Eleanor might have set up Valeria?"

Hutton scoffed, "It certainly appears so. A mistress is the worst.

But..."

“But what?" Rosalynn prodded.

“Upon further investigation, it turns out the waiter and Moira are cousins. So we can't conclusively say the money was for framing Valeria. It might just be a family Loan."

Rosalynn nodded in agreement.

“You're right. We can't jump to conclusions without solid evidence."

Despite her words, she couldn't shake off the suspicion that Eleanor was involved in the whole ordeal.

“I'll keep digging into this, Rosalynn. There's something off about Eleanor. She might be pulling the strings behind the scenes," Hutton shared, echoing her thoughts.

Rosalynn responded with a light smile before ending the call.

“Rosalynn, are you suggesting that Eleanor set up Valeria?" Maggie, having overheard their conversation, asked.

Rosalynn shook her head in disagreement.