Chapter: 892
Valeria thought for a while and nodded. “Yes. He has a bad reputation in the industry. He had gone
after a lot of young actresses and had affairs with them.”
“So he asked you and Eleanor at the same time. Did he want to sleep with the two of you?” Rosalynn
asked.
“I don’t know.” Valeria frowned. “But whatever it was, I would never have agreed.”
Rosalynn nodded. “I know. Let’s talk about Eleanor first. John knew that she had Brian’s support. How
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdare he harass her like that?”
Valeria was confused, not following Rosalynn’s words.
“What do you mean?”
“She means it’s a conspiracy. Someone set you up,” Hutton said.
“A set-up? Who could be behind this?” queried Valeria.
Rosalynn replied, “I suspect the root of the issue lies with that bottle of wine. John doesn’t have the
cleanest reputation. He’s known for his flings, and someone might’ve spiked the wine with extra
aphrodisiacs. We could review the CCTV footage from that day and look into the waiter who served the
wine. We might stumble upon a lead.”
In the absence of tangible evidence, she could only draw up theories based on her instincts.
Nodding approvingly, Hutton chimed in, “I’LL dig into it once I get back.”
Gratitude welled up in Valeria’s eyes as she turned to Rosalynn. “Thank you, Rosalynn
Rosalynn, smiling gently, responded, “You’re jumping the gun with your thanks. I haven’t really done
anything.”
“Having a friend Like you in my life is the best thing that’s happened to me,” Valeria confessed
earnestly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRosalynn was left slightly flustered by her heartfelt words
Just then, Edwin approached swiftly. fans and press are gathering outside.” ou guys should Leave.
Eleanor’s
At the news, Rosalynn and the other two became serious.
“Hutton, look out for her. Let’s head to my car now,” Rosalynn instructed.
“Understood.”
Peeling off his jacket, Hutton wrapped it around Valeria, cradling her close as they followed Rosalynn.
Guided by Edwin, Rosalynn briskly made her way towards her vehicle.
On spotting them, the mob of reporters and fans surged forward.