Novel Square
Chapter 27
Chapter 27
Chapter 27 Endearing Height Difference
The crew was terrified by the crying, which was both terrible and mournful.
Mr. Smith glanced at the prosthetic hand hanging limply by Elena’s side and furrowed his brow as he asked, “Elena, why are you crying? What happened?”
Elena repressed her cries of pain after enduring them for quite some time. Her eyes were bloodshot as she gazed at Claire, a mixture of rage and hatred in her eyes. Her glare appeared to want to rip Claire apart while she was still alive.
In a hysterical roar, she shouted, “What’s wrong with me? That wicked Claire, she slammed into me and even sprained my wrist!”
She wanted to show Sean her hand, but even the slightest movement sent a shock of misery through her. It made cold sweat form on her brow.
Elena’s assistant raised her head to see her perform and secretly gave her a
thumbs up.
Is the pallor on her cheeks and the sheen of cold sweat impossible to achieve with regular acting talents? All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
Elena’s acting appeared to have undergone a qualitative metamorphosis. It was so convincing that even her assistant had nearly believed it.
Elena excelled at creating injuries, and Claire excelled at manipulating reality in her favor.
“Mr. Vanderbilt, Mr. Smith…”
Elena stared angrily at Claire as she rose, wincing in pain. Her voice was filled with emotion as she accused Claire of her supposed crimes.
Then, her assistant explained, “Elena and I were just leaving the private room to use the restroom. Then, Claire and Julia raced out of the restroom, acting wildly. I’m unsure if it was on purpose, but Claire collided with Elena. She knocked Elena to the ground. She not only did not apologize but also mocked Elena.”
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“Elena and I couldn’t stand it any longer, so we argued with her. She kicked me because she realized she was wrong and couldn’t argue with us. I was kicked to the ground. Then, Claire and Julia ganged up on Elena and started beating her.”
She pointed at Elena, and her voice broke up as she spoke. She began to cry while describing what had happened. “Look at this! Elena’s hand was broken by the two of them!”
“You’re talking nonsense! It was you who attacked us. Elena even pulled out a long silver needle!” Julia said while her hand was still in pain.
She gestured the length with her hand and said, “Without saying anything, she lunged at Claire’s face with it. I stepped in to protect Claire, and my hand is still hurting! Do you still not believe me? Look!”
Mr. Smith craned his neck to see Julia’s outstretched hand. Despite squinting, he couldn’t make out anything.
This situation left him feeling humiliated.
Elena was the leading actress in the drama, whereas Claire was someone who
had won Sean’s heart. Mr. Smith felt that what Elena and her assistant said
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was true the more he observed. After all, Elena was sitting on the ground with her dislocated hand hanging limply by her side, swaying unsteadily.
Even if Julia slandered them, Mr. Smith couldn’t accuse Claire publicly in front of Sean.
He turned back and felt uncomfortable as he looked at Sean. “Mr. Vanderbilt, about this matter …”
Sean was standing directly next to Claire. His left hand rested loosely by his side while his right hand slipped effortlessly into his pocket. Even though he made no intimate gestures toward Claire, he appeared to be an unbreakable wall, ready to shield her from the wind and rain.
Mr. Smith regretted it and wanted to slap himself when he saw this. Was it essential to ask?
Sean’s behavior had already made it plain to everyone that Claire was in the right no matter what she did.
“Ah, we’re all on the same drama crew. How can such deep-seated grudges exist? Let’s forget about this incident,” said Mr. Smith playfully.
“We can’t just forget about it!”
The assistant moved forward a few steps. Her voice filled with rage and frustration as she said, “Claire dislocated Elena’s hand. Why should we ignore this incident?”
She tilted her head, resentfully staring at Julia. “You said Elena had a
silver needle. Where is that silver needle? Bring it out to show Elena was the one who attacked!”
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Julia remembered because of this reminder. As long as they found the silver needle, it shows that Elena started the fight.
She knelt and examined the surroundings with her wide eyes. She glanced around the ground, but there was no silver needle!
The assistant immediately felt victorious as she said, “See? There isn’t a silver needle. Julia, you’re just lying!”
Julia felt frustrated and was about to speak. But Claire, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly piped out. “Elena, did I dislocate your hand?”
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Elena was feeling quite pleased with herself. Her assistant was indeed intimidating, leaving Julia speechless. So, Elena’s confidence grew when Claire questioned her. “With my hand like this, do you think it’s not dislocated?”
Claire nodded and smiled calmly. “Since you say it’s dislocated, let’s get a doctor here. A simple examination will reveal whether your hand is trulv
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dislocated.”
Elena’s hand had already been dislocated. She had nothing to fear and confidently thrust out her neck. “All right, go ahead and find a doctor. Which of you is going to dial 911?”
“No need.”
Suddenly, a deep male voice was heard, and everyone turned to see Sean grinning. He stretched his right hand and placed it softly on Claire’s shoulder. “There just happens to be a surgeon in the Golden Splendor. Dr. Simon Spencer is here.”
Claire was just 5 feet 8 inches tall, whereas Sean was 6 feet 2 inches tall. Claire’s height was not regarded as short among women. But being embraced like this by Sean created an extraordinarily endearing height difference, reminiscent of a little bird seeking shelter.
Even though his gentlemanly touch, everyone agreed that these two persons were an incredibly excellent fit! Their chemistry was written all over their faces.
Claire was surprised for a second and looked up at the man. In her sight, his serious profile radiated a gentle brightness. His hand’s warmth flowed through his suit and gently warmed her flesh, exuding comfort and strength.
What was he up to?
Sean lowered his head and gazed kindly at her before facing Victor.
Victor turned around and rushed out of the room as soon as he saw what was happening.
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He soon returned, followed by a quiet, polished man wearing glasses.
When the man approached the group, he displayed his medical license. “I’m a surgeon specializing in treating bruises and sprains. I am currently working at Alliance Hospital.”
No one would have questioned his identity here even if he hadn’t shown his medical license. After all, Mr. Vanderbilt had stated that a surgeon was
accessible. Even if he weren’t one, everyone would believe he was!
Sean nødded as he said, “Simon, look at the lady on the ground. Examine her, hand to see if it is genuinely dislocated.”
Simon raised his hand and pushed up the frames of his glasses. Elena’s hand was visibly dislocated.
He walked toward Elena and cast a bitter glance at Sean.
“Don’t be nervous, Miss. Let me take a look.”
Elena pouted. Her gaze was both irritated and worried as she looked at her arm. “Please be gentle. I’m so sensitive to pain.”
“Don’t worry.” Simon smiled gracefully. “I’ve always been gentle with beautiful ladies.”
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