Chapter 818 - 815: Injured

Chapter 818: Chapter 815: Injured

The scene called for the male and female leads to stroll slowly down the street, chatting casually. It was a simple sequence, one where absolutely nothing should have gone wrong.

Just as Director Keane raised his hand, ready to wait two more seconds for the perfect shot before calling "cut," Clara Grant suddenly stumbled and collapsed to the ground.

Everyone had been holding their breath, waiting for the director’s cue. But instead of hearing that final word, they watched Clara fall hard. The entire crew froze in shock. Even Mason Holden, who had been walking right beside her, stared blankly for a full two seconds before finally reacting.

Mason quickly crouched down and anxiously helped her sit up. "Clara, are you alright?"

Clara’s first instinct was to touch her stomach. After making sure she felt no pain there, she looked up at Mason. "I’m fine."

As she lifted her head, Mason finally noticed the scrape on the left side of her forehead. Blood was slowly trickling down. His eyes widened in horror. "Clara, you... you’re bleed—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly swayed and passed out on the ground.

Clara was stunned. She was the one who had gotten hurt; why had he fainted?

By now, the rest of the crew—including Director Keane, Hailey, and Holly Summers—snapped out of their daze and rushed over. Some checked on Clara, while others nervously crowded around Mason to see what was wrong.

Mason’s assistant caught sight of the blood on Clara’s forehead and instantly understood. "Mason is hemophobic. He must have passed out after seeing the blood on Clara’s head."

Hearing this, Director Keane immediately waved people over to help. "Hurry, hurry! Get him to the hospital first."

Several crew members hurriedly carried Mason into a car and sped off toward the hospital.

Meanwhile, Holly helped Clara to her feet and guided her to a chair. Hailey had already fetched the ever-ready first aid kit. She carefully wiped away the blood with an alcohol pad, disinfected the wound, and applied a gauze bandage.

"Clara, I’ve only done some basic first aid. Just to be safe, we should still head to the hospital and have a doctor examine it," Hailey said.

Clara waved a hand dismissively. "It’s just a little scratch. It’s fine."

Liam Keane turned and spotted an egg-sized rock right where Clara had fallen. Her head must have struck it, causing the bleeding.

Though it didn’t look like a major injury, Clara’s identity and status were too significant for him to take any chances. He quickly echoed Hailey’s suggestion. "Yes, you need to go to the hospital. A proper checkup never hurts. Quick, get a car over here and take Clara to the hospital."

"Director Keane, there’s no need to trouble anyone else. Hailey can just drive me."

Director Keane didn’t insist. After a moment of thought, he said, "Alright then. Clara, just get some good rest over the next few days. There’s no need to rush back to the set. You’re already ahead of schedule with your scenes anyway, so taking a few days off won’t hurt."

He then turned his attention to her assistant. "Hailey, once you get to the hospital and the test results are out, remember to call and let me know."

"Got it, Director Keane," Hailey replied, supporting Clara as they prepared to leave.

After taking only two steps, Clara suddenly remembered something. She turned back to look at Director Keane and Holly Summers. "Director Keane, please don’t tell Seth Quinn about this. I’ll tell him myself."

"Alright." Neither Director Keane nor Holly overthought it, and both nodded in agreement.

After all, Clara wouldn’t be able to hide an injury like this even if she tried. Even if she didn’t say a word, President Quinn would see it the moment she returned home.