<b>Chapter </b><b>325 </b>


    Aria paused at the hospital room entrance.


    A strong female voice rang out from the hospital room–Vanessa called out, “Hey team, focus on their midner! Don’t let him deal damage!*


    Ability sounds rang out in rapid session.


    M and Aria were both speechless.


    M forced an awkward smile, quickly pushed open the hospital room door, and called out, “Venessa, Aria’s here!”


    Vanessa’s shoulder was wrapped in thick bandages, and her left arm was in a sling. Still, that didn’t stop her from gaming on her phone.


    Vanessa looked up and blew Aria a kiss. “Wait till I finish this game–that MVP is mine for sure!”


    Five minutester, Vanessa won the game and logged out.


    Vanessa beamed, “Aria, babe! You’re here!”


    She spread her arms for a hug, but winced as the movement pulled at her wound.


    Aria realized why Vanessa’s left arm was in a sling. “Easy now, just stay put and rest.”


    Vanessa showed no sign of gloom; in fact, she looked positively refreshed. She eximed, “Thisid–back life is awesome! I finally get to kick back and


    rx.”


    Aria gently tucked Vanessa in and asked with concern, “What happened?”


    Vanessa shrugged it off. “Probably just a props department mishap.”


    The actor performing this scene with Vanessa was a professional stunt double.


    ording to the script, Vanessa was wielding a dagger while her opponent used a longsword.


    They had rehearsed this move countless times. This time, Vanessa sensed something was off with the longsword. The instant her opponent lunged, she instinctively dodged backward.


    Had she not reacted so quickly, that de would have pierced clean through her shoulder.


    Aria asked with concern, “What really happened with that stage identst time?”


    The stage ident was hushed up, and it disappeared from the trending topics within minutes.


    Vanessa thought it was M who had told her and was just about to ask when Aria cut in. “The reporters outside mentioned it.”


    ‘So it was them, Vanessa thought.


    Aria pressed further, “So, how did you deal with what happenedst time?”


    Vanessa replied, “The production crew ruled it as an ident.”


    Aria frowned. “Another ident?”


    The odds of such idents happening were astronomically low. She might barely ept the first as a fluke, but for it to happen again? That was beyond


    coincidence.


    Vanessa lifted a hand and gently smoothed the furrow between Aria’s brows. “Babe, stop worrying so much. I can totally take care of myself<b>.</b>”


    Aria nodded slightly, but her worry remained. “After investigating Russell, did you encounter anything unusual?”


    Vanessa paused slightly, then countered, “You think he’s behind this?”


    Aria nodded again, her expression grave. “Yes.”


    “Have you two met before?” Vanessa asked, eyeing Aria curiously.


    “No,” Aria replied after a brief pause. “Possibly someone connected to the target.”


    During her time with the Solemnity Guild, she had blood on her hands.


    Even if her targets were monsters, that didn’t stop others froming after her for revenge.


    Vanessa straightened her back, her expression instantly tense. “He knows who you really are?”


    Aria nodded, “Most likely, he does.”


    Vanessa’s face darkened instantly. She snarled, “That bastard! If he daresy a finger on you, I’ll skin him alive!”


    M listened quietly, her face a picture of confusion. She could understand each word on its own, but when put together, she waspletely lost.


    M wondered, ‘Could it be that the Russell they mentioned was the one who hurt Vanessa?‘


    Just then, Dawson and Vanessa’s agent, Janice, pushed open the door and caught the tail end of their conversation.


    Janice was about to speak, but when she caught sight of Aria in the room, she bit back her words.


    Dawson was about to greet Aria, but suddenly remembered something. Turning to M with concern, he asked, “M, what did the doctor say about Vanessa’s injury? How serious is it? Any risk of scarring?”


    M quickly straightened up, her whole body tense with nervousness in front of the big boss. “Luckily, Vanessa reacted fast, so the stab wound isn’t too deep. The doctor said she’ll need a week’s hospitalization, though there might be some scarring.”


    Vanessa looked up and added confidently, “Don’t worry<i>, </i>there won’t be any scars.”


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