"Stop them!"
But it was already too late; the incident happened suddenly, and they had done their best.
The swarm of reporters immediately rushed into the corridor, surrounding Maeve Lane and Sarah Sutton tightly!
—"Are you Miss Maeve Lane? It's said that you slapped Miss Sylvia Lane, causing her to break a bone and be hospitalized. Is that true?"
—"Miss Maeve Lane, isn't Sylvia in this ward? Are you here to apologize?"
—"Miss Maeve Lane, why did you hit Miss Sylvia Lane? Is it a personal grudge?"
Maeve Lane faced countless flashing lights without blinking an eye.
She smiled with some deep meaning, "If you're so curious, why not go in and ask Sylvia Lane?"
Sarah Sutton pinched Maeve Lane secretly, "What are you doing? If they go in and Sylvia is there, who will believe you?"
Maeve Lane patted Sarah's hand, signaling her to be at ease, then turned and opened the door to Sylvia Lane's hospital room.
The reporters were watching, and seeing Maeve inside signaling with her eyes, the bold ones ventured in first.
This was the point of no return.
Everyone squeezed in.
Sylvia Lane was eager for them all to come in; her agent Mona York was standing by the bed. Seeing so many people, she exclaimed, "Sylvia, is this live broadcasting? What's going on? Why is everyone here?"
In fact, they were the ones who leaked the news to the media in the first place.
Sylvia Lane had tear stains at the corners of her eyes, her right cheek particularly red, looking pitiful and delicate, "I don't know either, what's happening?"
Media with good relations with Sylvia quickly chimed in, "Sylvia, this must be asked to you, isn't your face all thanks to Maeve Lane? This is too much!"
"Ah, who said that, how do you know... ah no," Sylvia immediately covered her mouth, as if misspeaking, turned her head toward Mona York.
Everyone saw it and understood; it was probably true.
The number of comments from netizens skyrocketed; it had been a long time since such unheard-of news appeared in the entertainment circle.
A popular star slapped by an eighteen-line artist, causing serious injury and hospitalization?
Sylvia Lane's fans were outraged, even making some onlookers sympathetic.
—"It's infuriating! Sylvia was beaten so badly, her face is bandaged, and her hand too! Such serious injuries, why doesn't Maw Roland just drop dead!!"
—"How does she have the face to stand in front of Sylvia? Isn't she just a lunatic? Just randomly hitting people?!"
—"Sylvia, quickly call the police! Such a person needs to be taught a lesson!"
—"Non-fan here, is her name Maeve Lane? Her hand is too vicious, they're all young girls, how can she be so cruel?"
—"Exactly!! And hit the face! Don't they know how important the face is to an artist? What if it leaves a scar! Can she repay our Sylvia's career?!!"
Sarah Sutton had been watching the situation online, seeing the tide of opinion completely shift to Sylvia Lane's side, she was very anxious, "Maeve, do you really have a plan? This is no joke."
Sylvia Lane, her eyes red, wanted to "explain" for Maeve, "Maeve didn't mean to..."
Didn't mean to! Who would believe that?
Her face was all bandaged up, and the little skin showing was extremely red! Does that look like an accident?!
"Miss Maeve Lane, do you have anything else to explain?!"
Humans naturally sympathize with the weak, and at once all the blame was aimed at Maeve Lane.
Even with everyone looking at her, Maeve Lane remained composed, a cool and wild demeanor, "Explain? Then just watch closely."