To the side, Bryce Xavier didn’t expect things to develop either. He furrowed his brows, looked at the man on the ground who kept howling, then looked at the silent Bella Green.
"Alright, alright, what are you all crowding around for? Assistant director, find someone to take him to the hospital and continue shooting," Bryce Xavier said impatiently.
Ivy Willis’s eyes flickered with a hint of resentment at these words. Last time, it was the same — she was clearly the one being bullied, but Director Xavier sided with this despicable extra.
This time, she wouldn’t let Bella Green off no matter what.
"Director, you can’t just say that. This is Bella Green’s responsibility; he should be held accountable, don’t you think?"
Bryce Xavier looked at Ivy Willis, his face darkening. He intended to resolve the matter quickly, but didn’t expect Ivy Willis to step in and stir up trouble.
Although he always scolded Bella Green, bullied her, it didn’t mean he truly disliked Bella. On the contrary, he quite liked Bella’s personality.
"It’s true, this won’t end well if it’s allowed to go on once or twice. Can the crew continue ?" someone chimed in.
"Exactly, this time it’s Old Liu being bullied. Who’s next, us?"
"Tsk, I really don’t understand, how can a small extra act so high and mighty, really thinks too much of himself?"
Hearing these words around her, and Ivy Willis’s slander, the long-silent Bella Green suddenly smiled and looked at the overweight man on the ground.
"Sir, are you really injured?"
The man was startled, then yelled in embarrassment and anger, "How can you be so shameless, kid? Don’t you know how much force you used yourself? Can’t you see I can’t even get up now?"
Bella Green’s smile remained unchanged, with mockery in her eyes: "Kicked in the chest, can’t get up, yet can shout so powerfully. Sir, you’re in great shape."
At this comment, the scene instantly quieted a bit, everyone instinctively looking at Alex Latham.
Yeah, didn’t he just say he was injured? Why does he still speak with such vigor? Especially when he was just now scolding Bella Green, that voice didn’t sound injured at all?
Particularly with a kick to the chest, usually, the pain would be unbearable to speak, but Alex Latham didn’t show any sign of it.
Ivy Willis gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Alex Latham.
This useless guy didn’t even know how to act the part. Already injured, why still shout? Truly a despicable extra — a lifetime as an extra is all he can aspire to.
"Bella Green, don’t deflect. Who says being injured must mean you can’t speak strongly? Making such excuses to get away, isn’t that too naive?"
The man on the ground, hearing this, rolled his eyes cunningly and immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, when I fell just now, I hurt my waist. Ouch, I can’t get up now, is my waist fractured?"
"A fractured waist didn’t faint you, and you can say so much? Your endurance is really impressive," Bella Green said with a half-smile.
Alex Latham didn’t seem nervous, showing a rogue appearance: "I’m not sure if it’s really fractured, it hurts so much, of course I’m scared. Even if it’s not fractured, at my age, a dislocation is very serious too."
"Isn’t that right? At a time , you’re still shirking responsibility, don’t you know delaying even a minute more is very dangerous? How can you be so selfish?" Ivy Willis stood out, looking at Bella Green in disbelief.
Bella Green’s eyes were cold, her smile slightly frosty: "Really can’t stand up?"
"Can’t stand up. I might have dislocated it," Alex Latham said with certainty.
Bella Green sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose helplessly, and compromised: "Alright, let me change my clothes, I’ll take you to the hospital right away."