Novel Name : Predestined Marriage

Chapter 755 There Are Reporters

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Jessica's agent seemed to be implying something. Summer looked at her in surprise and asked, "Did

other people working with this organizer ever have any accident like this?"

The agent shook her head. "Never. The organizer is famous for its professionalism, and it respects

artists."

Summer frowned more. She got closer to the agent and said in a low voice, "Do you suspect that

someone is behind this?"

The agent fell silent, and Summer took it as a yes. Summer got serious. "Has Jessica offended anyone

recently?"

"No. She has just finished filming the last drama. The next drama hasn't started filming yet. She went to

some events we previously agreed on. She hasn't offended anyone recently." The agent was well up in

all Jessica's schedule and interpersonal relationship. Summer believed that she was telling the truth.

Since the agent said so, it meant that she was skeptical about the accident.

Summer said, "Where did Jessica go for the event? Could you give me the address, please?"

"Alright." The agent told an address, and Summer wrote it down.

Before leaving, Summer added, "Don't tell Jessica about this. Let her rest well."

The agent nodded, "I know."

Before Summer left, she went to Jessica's attending doctor. After she was ensured that Jessica would

get well with a good rest, she left at ease.

Just as she left the hospital, her phone rang.As she walked towards the parking lot, she took out her

phone.

When she saw who was calling, Summer paused for a moment before she laughed and picked up the

phone.

Summer said teasingly, "Mr. Carl, why do you suddenly call me?"

Carl knew she was teasing him, but he didn't mind, asking directly, "Summer, did you go to see

Jessica? How is she?" He sounded anxious. He had been caring about Jessica.

The more anxious he got, the more Summer liked to keep him in suspense. She said indifferently, "Why

don't you go and see how she is?"

"Summer, I know you're the best. Don't do this to me..." Carl began to softly plead with her.

"Alright. Speak properly." Summer could not stand his soft voice. She said seriously, "She makes light

of the injury, but she is seriously hurt. Her leg is broken and plastered. Her forehead and arm are

injured as well. She has to stay in bed and rest for the time being."

Carl fell silent. Jessica had been careless about herself. She had suffered some injuries when she was

in school, but this was the first time she had suffered such a serious injury. Summer felt distressed, let

alone Carl.

Summer comforted him, "Don't worry too much. I've already asked the doctor. As long as she rests

well, she will be recovered soon."

Carl spoke with a hoarse voice, "How did she get hurt?"

"During the event, a shelf fell on her." Summer told Carl what Jessica's agent had said.

Carl sneered and said with an unusually cold voice, "Tip Top Media has so many artists, and there are

at least thousands of events during the year. There has never been such a big accident in recent five

years! There are even very few small accidents."

Carl's words made sense to Summer, who got more certain that Jessica's injury was not simple.

Summer said, "Jessica's agent also suspects that there was something wrong with the accident. I plan

to visit the venue of the event which Jessica attended."

Carl immediately said, "I'll go with you."

Summer thought for a moment and said, "Where shall we meet?"

Although Jessica and Carl had never been together, she definitely did not want him to interfere in her

business. However, this accident was serious. No matter what, Carl was the president of Tip Top

Media, Jessica’s boss. He had the right to step in.

"I'm right at the gate of the hospital. You can see me when you drive out."

Summer had got in front of her car and opened the door. When she heard Carl, she turned around and

saw a white car flashing lights not far away.

Summer hung up the phone and scurried towards the car. As she approached, she saw Carl sitting in

the car.

Carl rolled down the window. Summer asked, "Are you here to see Jessica?"

Carl asked in reply, "Are you going in my car or are you going to drive yourself?"

He had a cold and gloomy look, which Summer believed to be caused by Jessica's accident.

"I'll drive my own car. I'll lead the way and you follow me." If she went in Carl's car, she had to come

back later to fetch her own car, which would be very troublesome.

Carl nodded quietly.

Summer returned to her car and drove out of the hospital. After that, she called Trevin.

Trevin picked up the phone and said impatiently, "When will you arrive?"

She had made an appointment with Trevin to discuss the lawsuit. When she found out that Jessica was

injured, she went straight to the hospital. Although she had called Trevin and said that she was held up

by something, he had waited for a long time and got grumpy.

Summer said apologetically, "I'm sorry, something happened suddenly. Let's meet again another day."

"What's more important than your lawsuit? One day means more chance to win." Trevin sounded

evidently angry.

This was the first time Summer had witnessed his anger.

Knowing that Trevin meant well, Summer calmly said, "Something happened to my best friend.

Custody is important to me, but my friend matters to me as well. I'll contact you after sorting out the

materials. I'm sorry."

Summer apologized sincerely. Although Trevin was still angry, he did not say anything else.

"Alright, this is your business anyway." Trevin said grumpily and hung up.

Summer put her phone aside and concentrated on driving.

After driving for nearly an hour, Summer finally arrived at the address given by the agent.

After she pulled over the car, she unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car.

Carl had been following her closely in his car. He got out of the car and strode up to her, "Is this the

place?"

"Yes." Summer nodded. When she was about to say something, she noticed a few people holding

cameras on the other side.

She turned grim and fell silent, pulling Carl to the side and whispering, "There are

reporters."

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