Chapter 23

"Nonsense!"

Claire lost her cool and snapped at the assistant who tried to shift the blame.

"You came to the restroom to mess with Zoey, and you even tried to mess up her face with some poisonous lipstick. Were we supposed to just stand there and let you bully us?"

Natalie, tears welling up, looked at Claire. "How can you twist things like that? Why would I dare to ruin Ms. Cavendish's face?"

"Everyone knows how important Ms. Cavendish is. One word from her and I could be fired." As Natalie said this, tears started streaming down her face, and she began to sob uncontrollably.

At first glance, it looked like she had been seriously bullied.

Claire was livid. "Natalie, have you no shame? Just because there's no surveillance in the hallway, you think you can falsely accuse Zoey? Then let's find that lipstick and have it tested to see if it's poisonous. That will prove Zoey's innocence."

Natalie cried as she spoke, "Why not just call the police and have a doctor come over? My leg is really injured. Ms. Cavendish clearly wants to cripple me and ruin my acting career."

As everyone watched the scene unfold, their silent judgment started to lean in favor of Natalie.

After all, aside from Zoey's assistant Claire looking a bit disheveled, Zoey herself seemed fine.

In contrast, Natalie and her assistant looked more than just disheveled; they looked downright miserable.

Even though the director thought Zoey was the bully, he didn't dare to criticize her like before, especially with Henry backing her up.

He turned to Henry, bowing slightly. "Mr. Windsor, how do you think we should handle this?"

Henry, with one arm around Zoey's shoulder, stood protectively in front of her, not letting anyone mess with her.

Wasn't it obvious how to handle this now?

The director regretted his last foolish question. "Oh, yes. It's just a small matter, no need to involve Mr. Windsor or call the police at all."

After smiling at Henry, the director quickly turned to Natalie. "And you, how could you be so careless and break your leg? I'll give you some time off to go to the hospital and get it checked."

"Director, we can't just let this go!" Natalie's assistant, full of anger, pointed directly at Zoey and accused her angrily. "She clearly bullied us. If you hadn't arrived, Zoey might have killed us both. How can we just let this go?"

Zoey, who had been silent, suddenly spoke coldly to Natalie, "Natalie, did I really break your leg?"

With a pitiful expression, Natalie rolled up her left pant leg to reveal a bruised calf. "You kicked me here, and it's bruised. Isn't that proof enough?"

Seeing her leg, the crew couldn't help but whisper, "It looks like Natalie's leg really is messed up. That bruise looks nasty."

"Even though I don't like Natalie, Ms. Cavendish shouldn't be bullying her like this."

"Isn't Ms. Cavendish supposed to have a cold? How can someone with a cold be so strong? Did she train in combat or something?"

Ignoring the murmurs of the crew, Zoey suddenly widened her eyes and looked behind Natalie. "There's a mouse behind you!"

Natalie screamed in fear. "Ah, why is there a mouse here?"

As she screamed, she stood up from the ground and turned around, only to find nothing there.

And her left leg throbbed with pain as she stood.

"If it were really broken, how could you stand up? I think your leg just hurts a bit," Zoey said sarcastically.

Natalie quickly sat back down, clutching her left leg and crying out in pain. "My leg is really broken. It hurts so much. If you don't believe me, call the hospital and get a doctor to check it."

"No need." A clear voice echoed in the hallway, and everyone's eyes fell on Henry.

Henry looked down at Zoey. "Joseph hasn't left yet. Let him come and take a look."

He gently squeezed Zoey's shoulder with a soft gaze. Zoey was momentarily stunned.

Though it was just a small gesture, he gave her a deep sense of safety, making her feel warm inside.

What stance was he taking by having Joseph come over?

Seeing Zoey's confusion, Henry gave her a reassuring look and glanced at John.

John immediately understood and headed towards Zoey's lounge.

Two minutes later, Joseph followed John back.

Henry said to him, "Joseph, check her leg and see if it's really broken."

Joseph glanced at Natalie's bruised calf and immediately made a judgment. He then cast a somewhat speechless look at Henry.

But he didn't say anything, instead kneeling in front of Natalie. "Miss Davis, let me check your leg to see if it's broken."

Natalie looked at him warily. "Be gentle. My leg really hurts."

Joseph smiled slightly, pushing up his glasses with his long fingers, his voice warm and gentle. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

Natalie was momentarily mesmerized. Although this doctor wasn't as handsome as Henry, he was indeed a charming man.

While she was distracted, Joseph grabbed her calf. Before she could react, he twisted it slightly.

"Ah!" Natalie's leg suddenly throbbed with pain, and she instinctively kicked forward.

Joseph quickly dodged her kick and smiled at her. "Didn't you say your leg was broken? How could you still kick me?"

Natalie was dumbfounded.