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- Yuri
Chapter: 822
She was determined to eliminate any obstacles in her path.
As Eleanor hastily retreated, Valeria watched her leave, her eyes narrowing as she contemplated the
scene.
Just then, John emerged from the corner.
Upon noticing him, Valeria’s round eyes narrowed slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“John? Were you discussing a new movie with Eleanor?”
John’s face beamed with happiness.
“No, no, not at all. I merely bumped into her. Before I could initiate any conversation, she hurriedly
excused herself to avoid suspicion.”
Since their interests aligned, he felt obligated to shield Eleanor from external scrutiny.
He didn’t want anyone to discern their scheme.
Valeria studied him skeptically.
In turn, John met Valeria’s gaze, proposing, “You’re quite the star these days. If I have a new movie in
the pipeline, I’d appreciate if you’d consider my offer.”
His eyes gleamed with a lecherous intent.
Feigning a smile, Valeria replied, “Alright.”
In the realm of entertainment, many of these older men were far from saints.
Was he trying to exploit Eleanor when he was with her earlier?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRegardless, it had nothing to do with Valeria.
She had no desire to concern herself with such unprincipled individuals.
After conversing with Dayana for a while, Rosalynn noted the fatigue etched on her face, a clear sign
that she too had a taxing day.
“Dayana, would you Like to retire to your room and rest?”
Dayana nodded in agreement. “Indeed. Age has caught up with me, and late nights are no Longer
suitable.”
Rosalynn offered her assistance as they walked to the guest rooms.
“Like you, Dayana, I prefer not to keep late hours.”