Chapter 288 The Passing of a Famous Female Celebrity Was Impossible to Cover
Amelie rushed to her and glanced over. She also covered her mouth when she noticed the thing beside the tap.
There was something bloody beside the tap.
One could see a sharp beak and a broken claw upon closer inspection.
It could be affirmed that it was a chick.
The chick was smashed into pieces and its internal organs were scattered everywhere.
It was a ghastly and strange scene.
Fiona could not hold it in as she covered her mouth and started gagging.
Amelie carefully washed the flesh with water while trying to hold back her disgust and fear. She then carried the chick’s head and claw outside to the tea farm using a tissue. Next, she prepared a grave for the chick.
“Who would be that cruel? How can one do such a thing?” Fiona finally found her voice after witnessing Amelie burying the chick.
The horrific image from earlier left a lasting mark on her as she trembled in terror.
Amelie shook her head but remained silent. She got to her feet and went back to wash her hands once again.
Bang!
A dull voice came out of the blue.
Fiona immediately yelled, “Watch out!”
Amelie abruptly turned back to discover that the wooden roof over her head had dislodged. She was about to be struck by a log.
That log was thicker than her body and made a low rumble that was coupled with the brisk wind and strong force.
If this fell on her, she would surely be dead.
It would be just like what happened to that chick!
Fiona wanted to do something, but the log was moving too quickly. She was at a loss for what to do and her mind went blank.
Thump! Amelie instinctively closed her eyes and covered her head as she screamed desperately.
“What’s the matter?” The photographer was startled by the cry and ran over with his camera.
He was astounded to see the crumbled scene. For a moment, he forgot to turn off his camera as he just stood there in a daze.
“Miss Foxy? Miss Foxy!” Fiona was too stunned and terrified to cry. She simply ran in the direction where Amelie had vanished.
Her heart sank. She knew very well that Amelie was ruined.
When Fiona was halfway there, she spotted a black figure sprinting past as fast as lightning. In a split second, the figure was in front of her.
Given how quickly he moved, nobody knew who it was. Only when he stopped could they see who he was. It was none other than Leo.
Leo rushed to the scene and immediately began turning the wood over. He was unconcerned about another roof collapse.
Veins were protruding from his forehead and he appeared to be on the verge of losing control at any moment.
His delicate fingertips appeared to have disregarded the roughness of the wood as he used every bit of strength that he had to lift the wood.
Blake also rushed over.
He had a deathly pale face. His soft smile had long since faded and his firmly pursed lips were a sign of extreme nervousness.
They cooperated to move the wood away.
The other men arrived to lend a hand as soon as they noticed the two of them beginning to rescue Amelie.
The women did little more than stand to the side and cover their mouths.
Fiona could not help but burst into tears.
The director also ran over.
“What’s wrong?” he asked with a thunderous expression.
“Miss Foxy was accidentally hit by the wood that fell from the roof. I’m afraid she won’t be able to make it,” Giada whispered. A scheming glint flashed across her eyes as she added, “I’m afraid they’ll dig out a bloody mess.”
“Gosh!” The director collapsed to the ground after hearing that.
His directing career would be ruined if a person was killed in his TV show.
The director just about crawled to the scene of the accident.
“Why don’t we call the police?” someone suggested.
They had to report to the police since such a serious accident had happened.
At this point, the director was out of options.
The passing of a female celebrity with 100 million fans was impossible to cover.
Sighing, he nodded heavily, signaling for those nearby to call the police.
“I’m fine.”
A voice could suddenly be heard coming from below.
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