Chapter 902: Chapter 902: Conspiracy
However, within just a few breaths, Charlotte Thompson had slumped onto the sofa.
Zoe Anne, seeing this, reached out and touched Charlotte’s arm, "Charlotte? Charlotte?"
Zoe Anne tentatively called out, and seeing no response from Charlotte, the corners of her lips couldn’t help but curl up.
She looked around and was relieved that Charlotte had chosen a rather secluded place.
"Charlotte, it’s still up for grabs who the prey will fall to."
As she spoke, Zoe Anne pulled Charlotte up, steadied her body, then signalled to an assistant not far away with a glance.
The assistant caught on immediately and headed over to the director’s team.
Meanwhile, Zoe Anne, holding Charlotte’s body, headed to the hotel room upstairs that the program group had prepared for rest earlier in the day.
On the way, although Zoe Anne was supporting Charlotte, her pace involuntarily quickened.
"Can you stop rushing me, I already..."
Around the corner, Nina Adams leaned against the wall making a phone call, her complexion very pale.
However, she had just looked up when she saw Zoe Anne and Charlotte, her eyes shifted, and she immediately hung up the phone and hid around the corner to secretly watch.
Since when did Charlotte and Zoe Anne get on so well?
Just as Nina Adams was wondering this, she saw the door to the room where Zoe Anne had stopped being opened, and to her surprise, a man came out.
Nina’s pupils shook, and she quickly pulled out her phone to start secretly recording.
After the man took over Charlotte from Zoe Anne’s hands, the two entered the room together.
Nina looked at the video on her phone, scrolled back and forth to check, and confirmed that the person who was unconscious was indeed Charlotte.
Although Nina did not know what exactly had happened, excitement was hardly containable in her heart.
It was not only Zoe Anne, but even Charlotte was now in a predicament Nina held in her hands.
Nina pursed her lips, planning to wait here to see if she could catch any more sensational news, but a voice came from behind her.
"It looks like you’ve seen something pretty incredible."
Despite the voice being quite gentle, it still startled Nina, and she shivered, dropping her phone to the ground.
The phone landed with a thud on the thick carpet of the hallway.
Nina took a deep breath, leaning against the wall with some guilt, and swiftly bent over to pick up her phone, but another hand beat her to it.
This hand was painted with bright red nail polish, making the skin appear even more fair.
"Your phone," the person said, handing the phone to Nina.
Having been caught eavesdropping and recording, Nina was naturally panicked, but she still tried to appear calm as she quickly snatched her phone back.
However, just as she looked up to see the face of the person in front of her, she was almost scared out of her wits.
"You!"
Nina saw the face smiling at her and her pupils constricted.
...
However, the people inside the room were unaware of what was happening outside.
After entering the room, Zoe Anne let out a sigh of relief.
"She’s so heavy."
Zoe Anne manipulated her wrists, then spoke.
She looked up at the man in front of her.
It was Ryan Richard.
Ryan Richard, looking at Charlotte who appeared to be sleeping deeply, had some speculation in his heart, but still asked, "What’s wrong with her?"
"Why bother with so many questions."
Zoe Anne coolly waved her hand, "Anyway, I’ve helped you get your hands on her, do whatever you want to her..."
At this point, Zoe Anne turned around, her voice pausing before continuing, "But you’d better leave some evidence."
"Got it, got it."