Riley Thompson clutched her arm, seemingly having cut her skin, as blood seeped between her fingers.
A nearby young actor couldn’t help but exclaim: "Riley! You’re hurt, stop talking. Let’s hurry to the hospital."
Annie Anne glanced over, surprised at how ruthless Riley Thompson was towards herself. She could see clearly that Riley had taken glass shards and was stabbing her own arm.
"Annie, you all..."
Annie Anne’s assistant was completely stunned at the scene before him.
It took him a long ti to find his voice, trembling, as he ran to Annie Anne’s side to check her condition.
"What exactly happened here?"
"What if I said... Riley fell on her own, would you believe ?"
The expressions of the crowd were varied, shock, panic, and anger, except for Annie Anne, who remained indifferent.
To those unaware, she might have seed like just a bystander rather than a participant in the events.
In response to the assistant’s words, Annie Anne asked a question back, her gaze scanning the chaos on the floor until she finally found her phone Riley had knocked out of her hand.
The phone’s screen was shattered, and there was nearly a whole bottle of makeup spilled over it, clearly making it unusable.
"Of course, I believe you, Annie, there’s no way you’d fra..."
The assistant answered hastily, but his words caught in his throat as if suddenly rembering sothing.
He glanced nervously at Annie Anne, who simply gave him a subtle smile.
"This is so troubleso." Annie Anne sighed, then looked at her assistant, an inexplicable emotion passing through her eyes.
"But regardless of the truth, people will always believe what their eyes see and ears hear."
After saying this, Annie Anne intended to pick up the phone from the floor, but her wrist was abruptly grasped by a cool palm.
Annie Anne lifted her head, stunned when she saw the person in front of her.
"I believe you."
Charlotte Thompson looked at Annie Anne, speaking each word seriously.
Charlotte Thompson had just arrived at the set.
She hadn’t even seen the director yet when she heard staff ntioning Annie Anne skipping work, so she imdiately went looking for her and arrived at the makeup room to witness this scene.
Annie Anne’s pupils trembled violently at that mont. She could hardly believe her eyes, staring blankly at Charlotte Thompson for a long ti before softly uttering her na.
"Charlotte?"
"I am." Charlotte Thompson nodded, providing Annie Anne with the most gentle response.
Annie Anne then extended her arms and tightly embraced Charlotte Thompson, with the distance and awkwardness between them vanishing in that embrace.
"I’m sorry... I’m sorry..." Annie Anne murmured, her voice choked with emotion.
Charlotte Thompson comfortingly patted Annie Anne’s back and briefly asked about what had just happened.
Charlotte Thompson could roughly guess that Annie Anne might have been set up by Riley Thompson.
"The online news about you and Campbell Prickly, was that leaked by Riley too?"
After hearing Annie Anne’s words, Charlotte Thompson’s brows furrowed with displeasure.
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