Chapter 562

Seeing so many onlookers and Penelope looking so fragile, Miranda panicked. “Stop recording! She’s faking it! I didn’t touch her. She ran into me! I was just defending myself!” Nina quickly helped Penelope up and said, “You’ve already gotten everything you wanted. Why do you still bully her? Will you only be satisfied if she leaves the industry?” “What nonsense are you spouting?” Miranda retorted, flustered by Nina’s words.
With so many people around, Miranda could not find a way to explain herself. She had been too careless. She had not expected them to change and become so cunning, daring to plot against her. “You’ll pay for this!” Miranda snapped before hastily leaving to avoid drawing more attention.
After she left, Nina helped Penelope inside. To make it believable, Penelope clung to Nina’s hand, but then she noticed something odd. “Does Miranda have such a strong grip? Your arm is bruised.” Nina followed her gaze and saw the bruise on her arm. It was faint and not painful. “I don’t know how that happened.”
She had been feeling strange lately, bruising easily for no apparent reason. No matter how strong Miranda’s grip was, it should not have caused such a bruise. Penelope was concerned. “I think Miranda’s words were strange, almost like she knew something. She had a look of satisfaction, as if she already knew your fate.” Nina nodded. “I’ll get a check-up.”
The bruise on her arm was a warning sign from her body.
As soon as Nina returned Penelope to her room, she found Nash waiting at the door.
“Ma’am,” James greeted politely.
Seeing the couple, Penelope wisely said, “I’ll go back to my room.”
Once she was inside, Nina had no choice but to stay in the hallway.
Nash’s expression was grim as he spoke in a low tone, “You acted so quickly, already stirring up public opinion against them.”
Nina met his gaze, not hiding anything. “You have to strike while the iron is hot. If we don’t act quickly, people will lose interest.”
“You’ve developed quite a knack for journalism!” Nash’s tone was hard to read, whether it was a compliment or sarcasm. “Do you realize the impact your actions have on my company?”
“I’ve already told you that we shouldn’t mix personal feelings with business. I’m doing this for work, and I expect you to understand that.”
“You’re not listening. I told you not to provoke Miranda,” Nash said sternly, his brows furrowed.
Mentioning Miranda immediately soured Nina’s mood, feeling that he was defending her. “She provokes me first. Am I supposed to do nothing? If you defend her, you’re helping her! You set up an entertainment company for her. Protecting her is something you can definitely do, so don’t lecture me!”
Seeing her agitation, Nash tried to calm her down. “Let’s talk about this at home.”
He reached out to touch Nina’s shoulder, but she recoiled.
Her body was tense and she was ready to lash out. “If we’re going to talk, we’ll do it at home…”
Just as she finished speaking, Nina suddenly stopped and collapsed without warning.
Nash’s eyes widened in shock. He quickly caught her, realizing she had fainted. Frantically, he patted her face. “Nina! Nina!”
She remained unresponsive.
Nash called her name several times, but Nina did not react.