Leonard sat nearby, his expression dark. Zara''s intentional actions to harm others were evident in the surveince footage.


    Dorian carried Zara to the lounge and took out a first aid kit, carefully treating her wounds.


    His tone carried a hint of concern as he asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"


    Zara bit her lip tightly, her eyes glistening. "It hurts, but this little injury is nothingpared to L."


    Dorian felt a deep pang of sympathy for her kind and pitiful demeanor.


    She touched the bandage on Dorian''s arm, filled with guilt. "Dorian, don''t worry about me. Go check on L first."


    He paused briefly with the cotton swab in his hand, his gaze drifting to his arm.


    When L arrived today, it was all about that neer pointing at Zara and questioning her. Not once did she ask about his injuries.


    His grip tightened on the cotton swab, nearly breaking the little stick.


    "You''re just too kind. L is tough. She''ll be fine."


    He didn''t think about how high the stairs were. Even Teddy had broken his leg after falling.


    A sh of pride crossed Zara''s eyes as she asked, "But she''s unconscious. How could she be fine?"


    She had thought that Dorian might hesitate a bit, but instead, he only scoffed. "Maybe she''s just pretending."


    Zara feltpletely at ease this time, but she couldn''t fully agree with his words. "Dorian, she got hurt because of me. I feel guilty, so I still want to check on her."


    "Do you have the nerve to go see her?" The door to the lounge was flung open abruptly.


    Both of them jumped in surprise and looked up.


    Dorian frowned. "Mrs. Foster?"


    Camille Gagher wore a ck dress, her hair pulled up low with an emerald hairpin. Despite her graying hair and advanced age, her presence was still imposing.


    Her demeanor was elegant, and her steps were steady, but she didn''t look as amiable as usual, with her brows knitted together.


    She approached Dorian and pped him across the face without hesitation. "Dorian, I was so wrong about you back then!"


    Dorian was stunned by the blow, his heart filled with anger.


    Yet he could only lower his head, not daring to question her loudly. "Mrs. Foster, I don''t understand."


    "You don''t understand? Today, I''ll make you realize just how outrageous your mistakes are!"


    Camille asked coldly, "Let me ask you, whose responsibility is it that L got hurt today?"


    Dorian moved Zara behind him. "It''s my failure to protect her. If you''re angry, direct it at me. Don''t involve anyone else."


    "You''re still protecting her?" Camille''s eyes were filled with disappointment.


    She closed her eyes briefly before continuing, "Dorian, you''ve disappointed me too much!"


    Her eyes were heavy with sadness, a hint of tears sparkling.


    She said, "The nice, kind people you believe are actually cruel enough to push someone from their crew down the stairs just to satisfy their selfish desires, resulting in serious injury.


    Meanwhile, the one you think is truly malicious is forced to gamble for justice on behalf of a powerless neer and ends up getting shoved down the stairs and left unconscious."


    Taylor went to the film crew today, and Camille followed along to check on L. As soon as she arrived, she heard L had rushed off in a panic to the Nexus Entertainment set.


    Worried about what might have happened, she came to see for herself, only to hear that L had sustained serious injuries and was sent to the hospital.


    Hurrying to find out more about the situation, she was preparing to head to the hospital when she unexpectedly saw Dorian carrying Zara into the lounge.


    What a big surprise he had given her!


    Dorian frowned in rebuttal, "Mrs. Foster, this is impossible! I know you like L, but how can you believe her over everything else?


    "L is hurt, and I feel very sorry for her, but we can''t solely rely on her word to determine right and wrong, can we?


    "You can''t unjustly use Zara like this. Do you know what negative impact your words could have on her if they got out?"


    Camille looked at him, her eyes filled with disappointment, wondering when this once decent person had turned rotten.


    "If you really cared about L, you wouldn''t be here defending this little bitch!" Camille insulted Zara.


    "Please watch your words, Mrs. Foster!" Dorian was also enraged. "You''re always biased toward L. You just think she''s pitiable because she''s your student. What about Zara? Who feels sorry for her?"