"Stop talking."
Charlotte Thompson furrowed her brows tightly, her face full of worry.
Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Justin Battleson, knowing he was trying to act relaxed to keep her from worrying, but how could he not be hurt when such a heavy prop had fallen on him?
She clung to Justin Battleson’s uninjured arm, carefully supporting his body, but to Charlotte’s surprise, when she touched the back of Justin’s neck, she found a sticky substance on her hand.
Charlotte’s pupils constricted instantly.
"Blood! Justin, are you injured sowhere else?"
Charlotte was in a panic, completely at a loss.
She reached out to check Justin’s head and the back of his neck, but just seeing the crimson blood on her palms made Charlotte uncontrollably tremble.
Justin Battleson coughed once, then shook his head at Charlotte, but his voice was already weaker than before.
"It’s nothing, don’t worry."
Seeing the anxious look on Charlotte, ready to burst into tears, Justin Battleson felt a wave of heartache.
"Stop talking, Justin, just stop talking, where are the dical staff of the crew! Why haven’t they co yet? Where are the dics!"
Charlotte looked up and directed her gaze towards the crew’s staff, her tone becoming more serious.
At this mont, the entire crew was in panic, everyone stunned, and the director even turned pale, hurriedly urging as well.
"Right, where are the dics, hurry and get soone over here!"
The sudden collapse of the set’s props was already a serious matter, and now it had even hit soone.
And that soone was Justin Battleson.
With this kind of incident, their entire crew was dood.
The production of this drama was hugely funded, hence the crew even had so dics on temporary stand-by, but these people were of little help for Justin Battleson’s injuries.
After the dics arrived with a dical kit, they only conducted a simple examination of Justin’s injuries, and soon after, an ambulance arrived and took Justin Battleson away.
If it weren’t for Justin emphasizing that he was only injured in his arm and shoulder and it was nothing serious, Charlotte would probably have insisted the dics carry Justin off on a stretcher.
At this ti, Riley Thompson had walked out from a corner and blended into the crowd, and she had clearly witnessed the scene where Justin Battleson shielded Charlotte from the heavy object.
That bitter feeling of jealousy was once again filling Riley’s heart.
All this should have belonged to her, everything should have been hers, not stolen by Charlotte, that vile woman.
She would never let Charlotte off!
Riley kept her gaze on the direction Justin Battleson and Charlotte were leaving, but in the next second, she suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her.
Riley felt puzzled and subtly glanced over, only to discover that the gaze staring straight at her was actually from Annie Anne.
This made Riley’s heart skip a beat.
However, she maintained her composure, pretending not to notice Annie Anne’s gaze, continuing to keep a sowhat surprised expression on her face.
Annie Anne watched Riley’s reactions closely, a hint of deep aning passing through her eyes.
What exactly it was, Annie Anne felt sothing odd about Riley.
Yet, observing her series of reactions, she could not detect anything amiss.
Annie Anne was sowhat puzzled, could it be because she and Charlotte look so alike, which made her feel uncomfortable?
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