A Graduation Gift

Cassandra anxiously waited outside the operating room with Stella and Lyndsy's agent.

All of them stared at the doors eagerly, hoping that at any moment, someone would come out and tell them that Lyndsy was going to be okay. However, several hours passed and no one came out.

Soon, reporters arrived at the doors of the operating room as well, waiting for the latest scoop and for Lyndsy to finally emerge. This irritated Cassandra. She immediately called the security guard in to drive them away.

"This is a public place. You have no right to drive us away!"

the reporters yelled, causing huge chaos in the hospital.

"I will call the police if you don't go away right now. This is invasion of privacy!" she called back.

Thinking about Lyndsy lying unconscious in the operating room and dealing with the snooty reporters stressed her out so much.

"Celebrities have no privacy. Without media people like us, do you think Lyndsy would even be this popular?"

the reporters reasoned out. They were not about to give up this hot take.

Outside the operating room, the chaos was soon going out of control.

"Everyone, please get out,"

said a calm, low, but powerful voice all of a sudden. This immediately turned everyone quiet.

Cassandra turned to see who it was. The person who just arrived was a tall handsome man with cool, deep, eagle eyes. On him was a sleek, dark suit.

"If you want to interview Lyndsy, you can come to the press conference we'll hold later. Right now, she's still at a critical condition so there is nothing yet to see. Can you all wait a bit?"

Rufus said as he looked at the agitated reporters. Then, he eyed the security guards behind him.

The uniformed men immediately gathered and escorted the reporters out. This finally relieved Cassandra.

"Did they hurt you?"

Rufus went up to her and asked. He went to check on her as soon as she got out of the skirmish with the reporters, his eyes full of concern.

Looking at Rufus, Cassandra remembered he was in charge of TY Group and it was TY Entertainment who invested in the movie. This made her heart sink.

"The person you need to care about right now is Lyndsy. We don't know what is going on with her,"

Cassandra said as she tilted her head helplessly. She could still see it in her mind: Lyndsy lying on the floor, blood covering her face...This gave her a lump in her throat.

Lyndsy. I've talked to the hospital director and I asked him to do

said reassuringly as he looked at

them to check it carefully. Why did the

were speaking on behalf of her friend to the TY Group.

are working into it. We'll know the results

in front of him. He could tell that Cassandra was immensely stressed and upset

looking at the doors of the operating room. One

don't worry. It'll

to console Cassandra, but all he

backward, further away from Rufus. She put her fingers

doors of the operating room opened and the

approached him wanting to know how was Lyndsy.

she is in a coma. The operation was successful but it is still early to tell if the recovery will go well,"

said and then left immediately after he shared the findings. Everyone stayed outside to wait for Lyndsy to

so tightly that it was painful,

Lyndsy out. Everyone followed her

as he was about to enter the ward.

"Cassandra?"

at her in surprise. Her arms were wide open and she was standing

our studio's business. You are not allowed to get

she closed

stood stupefied. Then, he turned and found Victor who stood not too far away. He waved to call

"How is the investigation?"

that there was

the problem. As the roller couldn't hold the wire precisely, when the wire was pulled up it went out of control, thus, causing the accident. And for a more specific reason, we still

reported briefly. He looked determined to get to

also feel something fishy about the martial arts director. He seemed too calm and quite dismissive

brow furrowed as he

the best action director the team could find. But if you're suspicious of

suggested as he stroked his chin

"Got it, boss,"

started to make the necessary arrangements. Rufus, on the other hand, leaned against the wall of the hall waiting for

was, he did not need to deal with Lyndsy's incident himself. He could have asked his men to handle

since it was related to Cassandra, he decided that he

that Cassandra blamed the filming team for the accident. He, as an investor in the film, naturally took some of

sleeping Lyndsy. Half of her face was still wrapped with gauze and her whole body