The ER at Lindell Harbor Hospital was packed. Hank and his crew anxiously watched the operating room doors, worry etched on their faces. Footsteps approached. Hank turned to see Theodore, dressed in a black suit with a dark gray coat over his shoulders, walking towards them.

The lights highlighted Theodore’s handsome features, giving him an air of nobility. Even Hank used to good-looking people in the entertainment industry, couldn’t help but be impressed.

Hank’s gaze shifted to Phoebe beside Theodore. She was dressed simply in gray mid-heeled leather shoes, but her presence was just as striking.

Together, they looked like a perfect TV drama couple.

Hank stepped forward. “Mr. Reynolds, Ms. Ziegler, you’re here.”

Theodore’s brows were furrowed, his eyes sharp. He nodded. “Mr. Black, what’s the situation?”

“Miss Fitzroy is still in the emergency room,” Hank said, feeling overwhelmed by Theodore’s presence.

Phoebe smiled at Hank, trying to calm him. “Mr. Black, how did Miss Fitzroy fall from the wire?”

Hank glanced at Theodore and said, “It was a mistake by our crew. Miss Fitzroy asked the workers to loosen the wire because it was uncomfortable. They kept checking if it was too loose, but she said no. It happened during a confrontation scene.”

Phoebe’s eyes narrowed, her gaze sharp.

Hank noticed and thought she looked like a fox. Then he heard her ask, “Is that so?”

“The crew member is here too. David Garcia, come over and explain to Mr. Reynolds,” Hank called David over.

David, responsible for safety on set, walked over nervously. Theodore said calmly, “Get to the point.”

David’s account matched Hank’s. “I told Miss Fitzroy the wire wasn’t secure and could cause an accident. She said she’d be careful and nothing would happen. If I had known, I wouldn’t have agreed.” Theodore’s face darkened. “How high was the wire?”

“About two meters. Miss Fitzroy fell onto a cushion and passed out immediately,” David replied.

Phoebe glanced at Theodore. His brows hadn’t relaxed since learning about Vanessa’s accident. She asked, “What did the doctor say?”

“We don’t know yet. We just got here from the filming location, and she was taken into the operating room shortly after,” Hank said.

Hank had been filming for years and rarely had accidents. David had been with him for a long time and was reliable.

‘I fear Vanessa did it on purpose and would blame the crew’s safety measures. If Theodore got upset, he might withdraw his investment.’ Thinking of this, Hank glanced uneasily at Theodore.

Phoebe knew what Hank was thinking. Even the best director couldn’t make a film without investment.

Phoebe said, “Mr. Black, we brought people over. Whether it’s the crew’s fault or the actor’s, we’ll figure it out later. John, Lawton, head to the scene.”

It was clear what they were going to do.

Theodore glanced at Phoebe and nodded at Lawton. John and Lawton left.

Hank was surprised by Phoebe’s decisiveness despite her young age. No wonder Theodore had her running Queen Entertainment.

The emergency room quieted down. Soon, a nurse rushed out with a surgical consent form. “Is the patient’s family here? She needs immediate surgery. Someone needs to sign.” Before Phoebe could speak, Theodore stepped forward. “Give me the form. I’ll sign.”

Everyone looked at Theodore; even Phoebe was momentarily stunned. She watched as he signed his name.

Phoebe felt conflicted.

What kind of family member was Theodore?

She turned away, trying not to feel jealous, but her heart ached. She watched the nurse go back into the operating room, and the door closed again.

Phoebe stared at the slowly closing door, feeling like it was the door to her heart.

No one else dared to speak. Everyone knew Vanessa had brought investment into the crew, and her backer was Theodore.

Now that Vanessa was in the hospital, they had to be quiet.

They waited outside the operating room for nearly two hours before the red light went off. Shortly after, the door opened.

A doctor in surgical scrubs walked out, surrounded by assistants. Theodore strode forward. “Doctor, how is she?” The doctor replied, “Internal organ rupture, right leg fracture. She won’t be able to film for a while.” Theodore frowned. “Is she okay?”

“Not a big problem, just needs to rest,” the doctor said.

Hearing this, Theodore’s brows didn’t relax.

Phoebe felt relieved. As long as Vanessa wasn’t dead, Theodore wouldn’t blame her.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief, except for Hank, who was still worried. The supporting actress was injured and couldn’t film, which meant the five hundred million investment might be lost. After a while, a nurse wheeled Vanessa out. She lay on the gurney, her face pale under the cold white lights, almost blending in with the white sheets.

Theodore held onto the gurney, following it.

Phoebe was about to follow when Hank called her, “Ms. Ziegler, can we talk?”

Phoebe paused, feeling as if Theodore glanced back at her. She didn’t follow, watching the group enter the elevator before turning to Hank.

Phoebe said, “Mr. Black, let’s talk outside.”

For the past half month, Phoebe had been staying in the hospital. To be honest, she hated the smell of disinfectant. If it wasn’t necessary, she didn’t want to step into a hospital. Hank waved to the others and then walked with Phoebe to the garden.

It was already November, and the temperature in Lindell Harbor was higher than in Kedora. But it was drizzly, making people feel inexplicably gloomy.

Hank took out a pack of cigarettes, looked at Phoebe’s profile, and then silently put the pack back. He cleared his throat. “Ms. Ziegler, Miss Fitzroy can’t film for now. Our crew…”

Phoebe faced Hank, her gaze clear. “Mr. Black, I know what you’re worried about. With such a big incident, we don’t know how Mr. Reynolds will handle it. I can’t promise you anything.”

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