Chapter: 1777

Libby inhaled deeply, and the staff's conversation continued to echo in her thoughts.

Seeing that Libby standing there by herself, the assistant approached her and inquired, "Miss, would you like a glass of water?"

“Fuck off!"

It appeared as if Libby had transformed into a different person and her tone was impolite.

The assistant was shocked. Why had this lady, who had been kind and thoughtful just moments ago, suddenly turned into a completely different person?

At this moment, Jeanne called out to her. Without much thought, the assistant turned and walked away.

With red eyes, Libby stared at Rosa as if she wished to slice Rosa into pieces.

Jeanne excelled not only in acting but also in posing for the poster. They had initially scheduled to complete the shoot in forty minutes, but she accomplished it in just thirty minutes.

Jeanne massaged her tired face, accepted a glass from her assistant, and sipped to soothe her throat.

“What's with that expression on your face?" Jeanne inquired, observing that her assistant appeared upset. “Did someone mistreat you?"

The assistant instinctively looked at Libby.

Libby was offering Maya a lollipop, and her attitude was entirely different from the fierce expression she had moments ago.

Had her eyes played tricks on her?

"Nothing," the assistant replied, shaking her head.

Seeing this, Jeanne chose not to inquire further. She approached Rosa and inquired, "What do you think?" She was like a child anticipating a praise for a good deed.

"Great job," Rosa confirmed with a nod.

“Absolutely. You know me," Jeanne replied with no false modesty when it came to her strengths. She passed the glass to the assistant and inquired, "By the way, have you figured out where we're going to have our meal?"

Before Rosa could respond, Libby said, “Jeanne, Carson arranged a private room at Valmead Club for us."

It was only at that moment that Jeanne noticed Carson.

She gazed at Carson and was momentarily taken aback. She had a feeling he looked familiar, but it took her a while to recall.

"Rosa, who's that guy? He's quite good-looking," Jeanne whispered in Rosa's ear.

"Carson Scott," Rosa replied, glancing towards Carson.

"Carson... Scott? The CEO of Glory Group?" Jeanne's eyes widened as she suddenly recalled him. She turned to Carson and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Scott, I've heard so much about you.”