Beyond the Script A Director's Pawn Rewrites Her Destiny
Chapter 3
A crowd rushed out after him.
In the chaos, I was knocked against a nearby shelf.
A metal award trophy fell, striking my hand hard. Blood instantly soaked through my sleeve.
But no one looked back.
Except Ivy. At the moment she was carried out, she glanced back with a victor’s smile.
[The female lead is so clever, deliberately provoking the supporting female lead to get injured. Now the male lead is completely disgusted with the supporting female lead.]
[Wait, this part is different from the original novel? The supporting female lead is injured?]
I went to the hospital alone, but the doctor didn't come for ages.
Nurses were all hurriedly rushing towards the VIP wing.
“Quick! Everyone to the 6th floor! Mr. Lennox of Lennox Group is here.”
“What’s going on?”
“I heard Director Fairchild’s new darling scraped her scalp. Director Fairchild called Mr. Lennox in to throw his weight around.”
“Scraped her scalp? That serious?”
“If we waited any longer, the wound would’ve healed on its own.”
“Who cares, Director Fairchild is the hot new thing right now. Even Mr. Lennox has to give him some face.”
I called my father and had him contact the hospital director.
Soon, the city’s best orthopedic surgeon rushed over to treat me.
As my cast was being set, my mother arrived. After hearing what happened, she trembled with fury.
“Who the hell does the Fairchild family think they are?”
“If it weren’t for you liking him, Felix Fairchild wouldn’t even be worthy of shining our shoes!”
“Break it off! You must break it off! I’ll introduce you to someone much better!”
I silently agreed to her arrangement.
That evening, as I stood at the hospital entrance waiting for my mother to pull the car around, an unexpected person approached me.
Lucas Lennox. The head of Lennox Group, and the owner of this private hospital.
“Ms. Sullivan, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?” His voice was cold.
“You knew perfectly well Ivy needed stitches, yet you deliberately pulled the best surgeon away to treat your hand.”
I took a step back in disgust, unwilling to even look at him.
“Come on. Go apologize to Ivy.” He reached out to grab my arm.
I grunted in pain. Blood seeped through my newly changed bandages.
“You’re really hurt?” Lucas released my hand, but there wasn’t a trace of guilt on his face.
“With a hand injury that bad, you can't go to the wrap party.”
“Here’s the deal. Have Felix accompany Ivy to the event. Consider it your compensation to her.”
“Ivy missed a huge chance to be seen because of you. This is what you owe her.”
I spoke indifferently, “Who you want to accompany whom is your business. No need to inform me.”
“Felix and I have already called off the engagement.”
“Don’t be stubborn.” Lucas assumed I was playing hard to get.
“I’ve already had Felix announce to the media that you two will attend the charity gala together this weekend. Don’t be late.”
Lucas spotted my mother's car and turned to leave.
My mother snorted dismissively. “Don’t mind that Lucas Lennox. He and Felix are two of a kind.”
“The blind date I found for you? I’m sending you his contact info right now!”