"Help me?" Kelsey was too stunned to even react angrily when he heard my words. "Since you like Naomi, I can help you get her," I said to Kelsey while tapping on the table. Kelsey remained silent, but I saw his eyebrows twitch. I just maintained a confident smile as I stared at him. I was well aware that if there was a chance to get Naomi, the perverted Kelsey would definitely agree. Sure enough, Kelsey smirked and nodded. "Okay, how can you help?" I whispered my thoughts to him, and he immediately showed a perverted smile. "Scandal? I like it!" Yes, Naomi's scandal. As long as the scandal involving this rising star in the entertainment industry is exposed during the launch event, Rosaline, as the CEO of Starplay Entertainment, will undoubtedly be blamed. Once the fans are in an uproar, everyone will be watching to see how this shameless Omega bitch gets what she deserves. I even looked forward to it just by thinking about it. Naomi's POV: "Achoo!" I sneezed as my body shivered. Fortunately, the director had already called cut, otherwise I would have had to reshoot this scene. Today was a reshoot for a shampoo advertisement. The workload was manageable, but the shooting time was a tad bit late. "Caught a cold?" Samuel, who had been waiting on the side, walked over with concern. "I think so. Must be from the wind." I rubbed my nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. During the advertisement shoot, the hairdryer was on the whole time to create an effect. I guessed that was the reason. Samuel carefully examined my complexion while looking a bit concerned. Seeing this, I said jokingly, "Dr. Foster, it seems like you're too used to being a doctor. I am strong and healthy, so I'm not easily prone to illness."I even patted my chest. Looking at my thin arms, Samuel chuckled. He looked around and leaned in close to me as he whispered, "How about I treat you to supper to make up for being exposed to cold wind?" My heart skipped a beat at the mention of supper, but then I hesitated. "I can't. I'm on a diet." "It's okay to have one cheat day. I'll treat you, so you can order whatever you want." Samuel lowered his voice. He even named a few delicious dishes and deliberately made enticing sounds. Already craving food like crazy because of my diet, I started to waver upon hearing this. There was no such thing as a free lunch, but maybe I could have just one free meal of supper. "Supper's really on you?" I blinked. "Of course. Have I ever lied to you?" Samuel asked with a smile. "Well ... Mr. Rich, don't blame a working-class person like me for exploiting you!" I laughed. Samuel looked at me with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "I couldn't ask for anything more ... " "Okay, I'll go inform my agent first." I waved to him, packed up my things, and went to see my agent. When my agent heard that I was going to have supper with Samuel, she didn't stop me. After all, I have freedom of my time after work. "Naomi, why do I feel like Dr. Foster is somewhat interested in you?" My agent thought for a moment and stared at my face with a sharp gaze. Then she looked up and glanced at Samuel, who was standing not far away. I was in the middle of packing up when I heard this, and I couldn't help but freeze. "What are you talking about? We're just good friends," I explained. "Maybe." My agent wasn't sure either. After all, Samuel was my fan, and everyone knew that. "Well, I'll go first." I straightened up and stretched my stiff neck. "Be careful, don't let the media catch you, or it will be trouble again," my agent reminded me. "I got it. I'll be careful." I nodded while thinking about whether to share the supper plans with my fans later. But it wouldn't be good if it caused trouble for Samuel.I thought it would be better to discuss it with him later. "Let's go," I said to Samuel. I stood in front of Samuel with a full-on camouflage. Perhaps because of my mysterious look, Samuel couldn't help but chuckle. "What's so funny?" I took off my sunglasses as I looked at Samuel in confusion. "Why are you dressed like this?" Samuel pointed at my hat and sunglasses with a smile. "I'm a star, of course I have to be on guard against the media," I said, and added, "But I'm thinking of tweeting that I'm going to dinner with a friend?" "It's not that complicated." Samuel looked at me and smiled. "I've already taken care of the paparazzi." "What? You're that capable?" His words made me feel that his background as a man from a rich family was even more mysterious. We went to a waterfront restaurant that I had seen many influencers recommend, and the dishes here were ones that I preferred as well. Samuel even booked a room in advance. However, after arriving at the restaurant, I had a bad feeling. I looked back, but there was nothing strange in the parking lot.