After all, opportunities had to be seized and held tightly.

Just then, the entire room fell silent. It was no longer the chaotic uproar from moments before. Tessa and Julian exchanged a glance, both sensing something was off. Why did it suddenly go so quiet?

On the other side, Megan let out a gasp. She hadn’t expected the director to be this meticulous. He’d even managed to capture every person’s face. On the large screen, clear as day, were the very people who had been gathered outside Aurora’s hospital room, mocking and jeering.

The photos were sharp, and with the screen magnifying every detail, their scornful, contemptuous expressions were on full display. Not a single angle was spared.

Leonard was surprised too. But Megan’s shock was written all over her face. “Are you serious? The director actually caught all this? When did he even take those pictures, and how are they this high-def?”

Even Leonard was taken aback. He remembered the scene being chaotic. Most people had just come to watch, thinking it was no big deal and refusing to leave. But then Lucas made one phone call, and the director showed up. He arrived abruptly and left just as quickly. And now, here he was dealing with the lobby incident like nothing had happened.

Megan’s stunned commentary didn’t escape Leonard. He didn’t know what to say. Honestly, he admired this director–a real figure of authority. The way he handled things earned genuine respect. Leonard simply nodded in silence. Megan was too caught up in her amazement to notice his reaction. All she could think was that this director was someone worth learning from.

Then the director looked at the now-quiet crowd, and he couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle.

“What happened? Weren’t you all shouting a moment ago?” The director spoke as his eyes swept over the crowd. “And where are the ones who were the loudest just now? Let me take a look and see if I can match any of your faces to the ones up there.”

As he talked, he turned his head left and right, even looking like he was about to step down and walk through the crowd himself. At that, the people below shrank back like quails, not daring to make a sound. They’d acted so bold earlier only because they thought the hospital had no proof. If they were thrown out without reason, the blame would fall on the hospital. The worst-case scenario they’d considered was surveillance footage. But that sort of thing was always blurry and grainy–how could it capture anything clearly? That assumption gave them a false sense of security.

So, when those high-resolution photos appeared on screen, they were genuinely stunned. Clearly, this hospital and that man weren’t as simple as they’d thought. No one with ordinary backing would have this kind of reach.

The director looked at the crowd, all of them with their heads down and shoulders hunched, and suddenly found it all incredibly dull. He hadn’t even started enjoying himself, and they were already out of fight?

But just then, someone in the crowd called out, “We didn’t even do anything. Does he really have the right to treat us like this?”

“We’ve got families to feed and parents to care for. It’s not like he suffered any real damage either, did he?”

The director was so furious, he nearly laughed. The anger that had just subsided flared back up immediately. And worse, a good number of people in the crowd actually nodded along, clearly agreeing with what had just been said.