Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities

Chapter 20

Tyrone remained stunned for a moment before quickly ordering security to subdue the fake reporter. Looking at the bleeding wound, Tyrone furrowed his brows. "Are you okay?"

Helen gave a wry smile. "You should take care of your fans first."

Tyrone nodded and signaled his manager.

"Sorry, today's fan meeting is canceled. We'll meet next time."

The fans yelled and protested, but the manager had security surrounding them.

Tyrone then supported Helen and took her to the makeup room.

...

The stack of files was tossed onto the makeup room's table with a loud "thump", scattering papers everywhere.

The manager was trembling. "We've figured it out. It was done by one of your anti-fans."

Tyrone was furious. "How could you let this happen? How did someone manage to bring a knife to the fan meeting?"

"I'm sorry. It was a prop for the acting performance. So, we didn't check properly." The manager felt guilty about it.

Chandler sat on the side, looking at the injured Helen. His heart felt heavy as if it were entangled by an invisible thread that drew him closer to her. The thread tightened inch by inch.

"Enough, I'm taking her to the hospital. You handle your matters properly," Chandler said coldly, his voice tinged with anger.

With that, he bent down and lifted Helen into his arms, carrying her out of the makeup room.

The manager waited for Chandler to leave before speaking about the following matter. He handed his phone to Tyrone and asked, "How should we deal with this?"

After canceling the fan meeting, Helen was criticized online by the crazed fans. Soon, she became the most talked-about topic on social media, flooded with negative comments about her.

"That woman was totally in cahoots with the attacker. She couldn't snag the star's attention. So, she played this sympathy card."

"Such a clever scheme!"

The manager considered for a moment and said, "How about I find a good PR team to issue a statement?" © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"No need."

Tyrone quickly typed out a Twitter post. "Helen Spencer saved me. Please stop spreading rumors and let her live in peace!"

The manager took the phone and looked puzzled. "You've never posted about anyone on Twitter. Why are you being so impulsive? You might lose fans. This is a crucial time for your career."

Tyrone's voice grew stern. "Don't think you can tell me what to do just because you're my manager. If you weren't my brother's recommendation, I would have replaced you long ago."

It had been a long time since someone had been so kind to him. Helen had rushed over to push him away and got hurt, yet she smiled at him. He couldn't bear to see such a girl being attacked and insulted like this.

...

After taking Helen to the hospital, the doctor did a full check-up. "Fortunately, it's just a minor injury, no damage to your tendons or bones. Some medicine should fix it right up."

As soon as she stepped out of the orthopedics department, she saw Chandler sitting on a bench at the entrance. He stared at her with a slight frown. "I've never seen anyone as foolish as you."

"What do you mean?" Helen was confused. Was he angry? Why would he be mad when she was the one hurt?

"Do you think you aren't injured enough? You had to throw yourself into danger!"

After saying that, Chandler paused for a moment. He realized he was unexpectedly worried about her.

Even though he was worried about her, it sounded like he was blaming her. Helen felt wronged and didn't know what to say.

Just then, a nurse came over with the prescription, breaking the deadlock. "Are you her boyfriend? This is anti-inflammatory medicine. Could you help her apply it?"

Chandler frowned but didn't say anything.

The nurse couldn't read his expression. She put her hands on her hips and scolded him, "I heard you two arguing just now. Your girlfriend is injured.

"Is this the time to argue? If you don't treat the wound now, it might get infected."

Chandler remained silent. He took the medicine from the nurse's hand with a cold face.

Seeing the nurse scold him, Helen felt like she had scored a point. She said to the nurse with a smile, "Thank you, you're so kind."