Chapter 302: Chapter 302: I’m Fine, Don’t Cry
Leo Griffin felt a sharp pain in his flesh and said urgently, "Don’t! Shelton, changing people now will definitely raise Ivana’s suspicions. There’s no one more suitable than me to help you."
"Shelton, by the way... can you really guarantee nothing will go wrong for me?"
"Isn’t that a given? When have I ever lied to you?" Shelton Hale gave Leo Griffin a look that said, anytime something good comes up, you’re the first one I think of.
Leo Griffin still wasn’t assured, and asked one more question, "If... if Ivana wakes up and tells the media what I did, what then?"
The police will treat it as a medical accident and won’t pay attention to Ivana.
But the media’s influence is strong!
Shelton Hale was quite exasperated with Leo Griffin; he thought he really talked too much nonsense.
Shelton Hale said, "How about this? I’ll assign you an extra person. If things get out of hand, just blame everything on him."
Surely that would work?
Leo Griffin laughed, "Okay."
With those words from Shelton Hale, he felt at ease.
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VIP Room No. 2.
Stacy Floyd rushed to the hospital and saw Ivana Monroe lying on the hospital bed, one leg in a cast. She covered her mouth with her hand as tears streamed down from behind her dark sunglasses.
"Stacy?"
Ivana Monroe was very surprised. She hadn’t told Stacy Floyd about her sprained foot, so how did Stacy know? And why did she come to the hospital?
Could it have been Leon Keane?
"I’m fine, don’t cry."
Seeing Stacy Floyd in tears, Ivana Monroe felt a little at a loss for what to do.
"I’m not crying."
Stacy Floyd turned around, secretly wiped her tears off before taking off her sunglasses, turned back around, her eyes slightly red, and said angrily, "Ivana, do you even consider me a friend? Something this big happens, you’re hospitalized and you didn’t tell me."
"Stacy, don’t misunderstand, I do consider you a friend. I just didn’t want you to worry."
Ivana Monroe said lightly, "Look, there’s really nothing wrong with me. It’s just a sprained foot. Leon Keane was just making a fuss and insisted I be hospitalized and get a cast, saying I would heal faster this way."
Stacy Floyd gave Ivana Monroe a glance.
This show of affection came out of nowhere.
Stacy Floyd wasn’t a fool. If it were just a minor injury, would she really need a cast?
She believed Leon Keane cared for Ivana Monroe and insisted she stay in the hospital, but casts aren’t given out casually.
"I don’t care. If something like this happens again, you must tell me right away. No, no, no, let’s hope nothing like this will ever happen again."
Ivana Monroe chuckled, feeling warm in her heart.
"Godmother." Timmy Monroe’s voice was sweet and childish.
"Yes~"
Seeing the little boy in the hospital room, Stacy Floyd’s beautiful face broke into a smile. She walked toward the little boy in high heels, "Sweetheart, did you miss your godmother?"
Stacy Floyd reached out, picked up Timmy Monroe who was sitting on the sofa, and planted a kiss with her brightly colored lips on Timmy Monroe’s handsome, pink little face.
"I did."
That single word from Timmy Monroe made Stacy Floyd feel overjoyed.
"Godmother missed you too, sweetheart. Once your mommy is out of the hospital, godmother will take you both out for a big meal."
Timmy Monroe looked a bit unhappy.
"Sweetheart, what’s wrong?"
Noticing Timmy Monroe’s abnormal expression, Stacy Floyd asked.
All of a sudden, Timmy Monroe’s eyes turned red, "Godmother, you don’t know, mommy was pushed down the stairs by a bad woman. Mommy lied to godmother, mommy’s foot is severely injured, the doctor said it’s broken."
Stacy Floyd was badly shaken.
The injury was that serious?
Tears welled up in Stacy Floyd’s eyes, ready to spill out at any moment, her voice filled with anger, "Sweetheart, tell godmother, who was the bad woman who pushed your mommy down the stairs?"
Stacy Floyd hugged Timmy Monroe tightly; her whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if her heart had been pierced violently. When Ivana Monroe was with the Heston family, it was also Michelle Monroe who pushed her down the stairs, almost causing her to lose her life along with the child’s.
"Timmy, don’t talk nonsense."
Ivana Monroe hadn’t expected Timmy Monroe to tell Stacy Floyd so soon. She had intended to talk to Timmy Monroe after Stacy Floyd left, to say that he shouldn’t tell godmother.
Stacy Floyd was an A-list actress, her workload every day was huge, and doing wirework and whatnot was quite dangerous. Ivana Monroe didn’t want her own issues to make Stacy Floyd distracted at work.
Timmy Monroe hung his head, and tears of grievance began to fall as well.
Stacy Floyd hugged Timmy Monroe with heartache, "Ivana, you didn’t tell me the truth, and you even want Timmy to hide it from me?"
Ivana Monroe worried that Stacy Floyd might overthink, "That’s not it. Timmy arrived when I had already fallen down the stairs, he didn’t know the full situation. That woman was a doctor, she fell first and just dragged me down with her."
"If she really intended to push me on purpose, why would she have fallen first and gotten herself hurt, too, right?"
Amy, Stacy Floyd’s assistant, hearing Ivana Monroe say this, breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Sis, Ms. Monroe is right! This was just an accident, don’t overthink it."
Amy checked the time; they had only a few minutes left before she should prompt Stacy Floyd to leave. The company had just booked Stacy Floyd for an ’Extreme Challenge’ show.
This program had its dangers. However, it’s currently the most popular show on TV. Last episode, several second and third-tier stars climbed their way to the top and gained a large number of fans.
Amy worried that Stacy Floyd might be affected by Ivana Monroe’s issues, which could interfere with her work.
Stacy Floyd gave Amy a glance.
Can’t she tell that Ivana’s just trying to keep her from worrying?
"Did she walk without watching where she was going? Falling down the stairs and happening to hit you squarely? Ivana, don’t think the world is too full of coincidences, it’s not that simple."
Stacy Floyd earnestly advised Ivana Monroe as time quickly slipped away.
Amy urged, "Sis, time’s up. We need to go! If we don’t leave now, people at ’Extreme Challenge’ will say you’re throwing a diva tantrum again."
Stacy Floyd didn’t want to leave, "Let them say what they want. No one there is more important than my Ivana."
Ivana Monroe’s eyes brimmed with warmth, deeply touched, she smiled and said, "Stacy, I’m fine, quickly get to work! Once you’re done, we can video chat."
Stacy Floyd thought for a moment, "Fine, I’ll come see you tomorrow then."
Ivana Monroe wanted to say "no need," but Stacy Floyd was already walking out with Timmy Monroe in her arms, leaving her no chance, "Sweetheart, see godmother off, will you?"
"Okay."
Ivana Monroe furrowed her brow, watching Stacy Floyd carry Timmy Monroe out, and turned to Aunt Golding in the room, "Aunt Golding, please follow Timmy out and don’t let him say anything reckless in front of Stacy."
"Okay."
Aunt Golding followed behind Stacy Floyd. At the elevator on the first floor, Stacy Floyd gently placed Timmy Monroe down and brushed her finger across his chubby little cheek, "Sweetheart, take good care of your mommy."