Chapter 319
Chapter 319
After Susan had her head injury treated and bandaged in the Emergency Room after undergoing a CT scan, she was moved to a hospital room.
The Wright family had been harboring resentment for a long time. This incident provided the perfect outlet for their pent-up frustration.
Even through the hospital room door, Harrington’s furious accusations could be heard, “I’ve been patient with Leanne for your sakes, but she shows no respect for us. Now she’s gone too far with Susan!”
“Susan’s head is all bruised, marring her beauty. Shielding Leanne won’t help this time!”
Claudine wouldn’t stop talking, “It’s not that we want to make her life difficult, but Leanne is so malicious at a young age with ill intentions. Curtis, you need to have sharp eyes and see her for what she is.”
Then Susan’s voice chimed in, “Mom, don’t go saying stuff like that about Leanne. She didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Look at you, still defending her at a time like this. You’re too kind-hearted and she takes advantage of that…”
Leanne pushed the door open and entered.
Susan, with a bandage around her head, lay pale and half-reclining on the hospital bed.
Claudine sat by the bed, while Harrington stood with his arms behind his back, his face a mask of anger.
Two chairs sat opposite the bed.
Curtis leaned back in one chair, his handsome face expressionless. His long legs were crossed, his trousers crisp and finely made, revealing a glimpse of black dress socks beneath.
Beside him was Jennifer, who had rushed to the hospital. Jennifer and Curtis sat side by side, one with a noble calm, the other with a graceful composure, both silent yet emanating a formidable presence.
Feeling someone at the door, Curtis was the first to turn his head. His gaze softened slightly as he saw Leanne.
He stood and pulled Leanne over to sit in his chair.
Leanne greeted, “Mrs. Richardson.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
Jennifer nodded, asking, “How’s the wound on your leg?”
“It’s much better now,” Leanne replied.
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Claudine, not bothering to hide her disgust, said, “You’ve got some nerve showing up!”
“Since I’m involved too, it’s only fair to hear both sides,” Leanne countered, looking at Susan on the bed. “There are no cameras in the restroom. Was that why you lured me
there?”
“Leanne, it’s okay. I don’t blame you,” Susan said with a wry smile, though she seemed dizzy and pained, clutching her head.
Leanne suddenly understood why Susan was being so harsh.
Susan wanted to cast her as the aggressor, which would make anything she said less
credible.
Even if Leanne now revealed that Susan had intentionally had someone throw hot water at her, no one would believe it.
Harrington flared up his anger again, “Still deflecting responsibility? I’ll make it clear today. You will pay for this!”
“Are you done?” Curtis was colder than usual, his distance palpable as he stood protectively near Leanne, his hand casually resting on the back of her chair.
“If you’ve all had your say, now it’s my turn.”
The door opened again. Caleb entered with a laptop, placed it on a table and displayed security footage.
It showed a hospital hallway where a man in a black hoodie moved briskly, his body shifting notably as he passed by Leanne.
The video made it clear the accident was intentional. Jennifer frowned slightly.
“The person involved is here.”
As Caleb spoke, a thin man in a black hoodie, his face sallow and his eyes shifty, was brought in.
Leanne recognized him instantly from the video.
Susan’s already pale face seemed to drain of any liveliness.
Curtis’ voice was chilling, “Speak for yourself.”
The man, clearly terrified of Curtis, trembled and stuttered, “Someone contacted me online and offered me fifty thousand dollars to come to the hospital that day and create an accident by throwing boiling water on her,” he pointed at Leanne, sitting quietly in her