Riley’s fingertips slightly tightened on the desk. After taking a sip of water, she looked at Charlotte Thompson and said:
"I know Miss Thompson and Miss Anne are very good friends, right."
Riley cleared her throat and asked again, "So I want to ask, what kind of personality does Miss Anne have?"
Hearing such a question, Charlotte Thompson felt puzzled. She hesitated for a mont but ultimately didn’t directly answer Riley’s question.
"I rember Miss Riley was in the sa crew as Annie before. In your daily interactions, I think you should also know what her personality is like."
After Annie Anne finished her treatnt at the hospital, Charlotte felt that Annie Anne’s condition had gradually returned to her forr self.
"That’s indeed the case, but one ti I saw Miss Anne, and her expression was a bit... strange."
At this point, Riley hesitated, seemingly trying to find a suitable word to describe it.
"During the filming process with Miss Anne, I always felt she was a lively and cheerful person, but that day I accidentally saw her showing a particularly frightening expression."
At this mont, Riley briefly described the situation at that ti.
Originally, Riley was preparing to return to the lounge to rest after her scene ended, but she inadvertently saw Charlotte talking to soone in the corridor. Her expression was extrely gloomy and indifferent, completely different from her usual deanor.
Just listening to Riley’s explanation, Charlotte’s gaze was filled with scrutiny and doubt.
"Actually, I shouldn’t be telling Miss Thompson this, but later, throughout the entire day, Miss Anne’s condition was very strange, especially during a scene that required high-altitude shooting with props, Miss Anne she..."
"What happened to her?" Seeing Riley hesitant to continue, Charlotte imdiately asked.
"Miss Anne’s reaction was very hesitant, and finally, under the director’s repeated urgings, she got onto the prop."
Perhaps startled by Charlotte’s sowhat anxious deanor, Riley dared not hesitate any longer and imdiately answered:
"Earlier, I accidentally saw Miss Anne while talking to soone, but because I was standing at quite a distance, I couldn’t clearly hear what they were discussing. But intermittently, I caught a few words, seed like sothing about prop damage."
Riley’s hands were crossed on the table, the pads of her thumbs gently rubbing against her knuckles, she continued:
"Then I noticed that Miss Anne looked hesitant while getting on the props. I thought it might be because there was damage to the props, but actually, nothing of the sort happened."
"But the point is... I saw what looked like several wounds on Miss Anne’s wrist, they seed like..."
Although Riley didn’t finish her sentence, Charlotte had already guessed what she wanted to say from her expression.
This made Charlotte’s eyes slightly narrow, a thought erging in her mind.
"Do you know who was speaking with Annie?" Charlotte took a deep breath, carefully observing Riley in front of her.
"He had his back to , so I couldn’t see what he looked like, but judging by his voice, he sounded very young, quite like that young assistant beside Miss Anne."
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