Chapter 217

Her assistant saw this and hurriedly followed.

The weather was cool at the beginning of April. The male extras were adequately clothed. However, for aesthetic reasons, the director allowed the female extras only base layers under their servant costumes to avoid a bulky appearance. Consequently, the female extras were shivering. One after another, they put on their coats during breaks.

Only Grace, still in costume, continued kneeling and groveling. Evelyn, however, wore a warm coat over her costume, as it wasn't an official shoot.

"Oh dear, I don't know if they've watched you carefully. Why don't you kneel again and slow down so the others can watch more carefully," Evelyn said to Grace, interrupting her.

Grace looked at her coldly and calmly replied, "Sure!" She knelt again.

It was obvious to everyone that Evelyn was deliberately tormenting Grace. Evelyn wanted to see Grace suffer, but Grace refused to let her. Suddenly, Evelyn released the stove prop she'd been holding. It slid from her grasp with a bang, followed by Grace's cry of pain.

The copper stove struck Grace's left hand. Had it fallen slightly to the side, it would have hit her head.

Grace straightened up, feeling sharp pain in her hand. She saw a flash of triumph in Evelyn's eyes—it had been deliberate. Evelyn's expression instantly shifted to worry and apology. She bent down, pretending to help Grace. "Sorry, I…"

Before she finished, Brian rushed forward and lifted Grace. "Are you all right? Is your hand all right?"

Grace looked up; it was Brian.

Evelyn was stunned. When had he arrived? Why was he holding Grace? Knowing Brian, she understood he wasn't compassionate. He wouldn't help someone about to jump off a building, let alone someone with a minor hand injury.

Brian touched Grace's injured hand. She gasped at his touch, her brow furrowing, a cry of pain escaping her lips.

Brian remained impassive. He lifted Grace into his arms and instructed the men behind him, "Call the film crew's doctor to the lounge."

"Brian!" Evelyn cried, confused. She was his girlfriend! Why was he helping Grace?

Brian gave Evelyn a cold look and quickly carried Grace toward the lounge.