The Fake Heiress Turns Out to Be a True Tycoon! novel Chapter 1241

Chapter 1241: Chapter 1241: Extra Story: Ariel Zimmerman & Gregory Xander 4

"What’s going on with this rain?"

Director Ian obviously noticed the situation here, and when he arrived, the surrounding staff were all shocked and terrified.

At this moment, a figure emerged from the rain mist, with a solemn voice that was still audible in the heavy rain,

"The rainwater is dirty, prolonged exposure of wounds to the rain can cause them to become inflamed and fester. Even if we’re filming, we should consider the actors’ physical condition."

Ariel Zimmerman suddenly turned her head and saw Gregory Xander walking over with an umbrella. The rain falling on the ground splattered mud, yet he remained spotless, as if the space under his umbrella was isolated.

In the rain mist, his figure gradually became clearer until he stood before her,

"Sorry for interrupting your work."

He spoke seriously, and Ariel inexplicably felt a sting in her nose, wanting to speak but worried about revealing her emotions, so she simply turned her head away, not looking at him.

Gregory Xander lowered his head, looking intently at the abrasion wound on her hand.

Director Ian was about to get angry over the sudden interruption in filming but held back half of his anger upon recognizing him.

She was a fan of Scarlett Jennings, not because of "Inspiration," but because she had witnessed her and other Mystical Sect members risking their lives to protect Cathay, which made her admire them.

For the same reason, she respected those like Gregory Xander from the Mystical Sect.

"Master Xander, why is it you?"

She glanced at Gregory Xander, then at Ariel Zimmerman who seemed to be sulking beside him.

As a director who had directed countless romance dramas, she naturally spotted the unusual relationship between the two at a glance.

Suddenly, she understood where Ariel Zimmerman’s explosive performance came from after returning to the crew.

Gregory Xander faced the understanding gaze of the female director and, with a slightly stiff expression, still said,

"Sorry, can you give me five minutes? I’ll leave once I’m done."

Although displeased with the interruption of work, Director Ian decided to give Gregory Xander some face, "Alright then."

He then instructed the nearby staff to take a break before resuming filming.

Ariel Zimmerman didn’t expect him to just leave, unable to resist glaring at Gregory Xander,

"I told you yesterday I forgive you; why are you still here?!"

"You didn’t."

Gregory Xander said, his gaze full of certainty.

Although she verbally said she forgave him, she didn’t truly forgive him in her heart.

He had evidence of this,

"You didn’t remove me from your blacklist."

Ariel Zimmerman turned her head away, not speaking.

She had already decided not to contact him anymore, so she hadn’t thought of removing him from her blacklist.

As working professionals, you apologize, I forgive, understanding each other without saying it, maintaining dignity on the surface is enough.

Usually, even if one knows they’re blacklisted, they won’t insist on verifying it.

Yet he had to bring it up and pursue the truth!

Gregory Xander wanted to argue it out with her carefully, but he promised Director Ian he only had five minutes.

Seeing her silent, he simply extended his hand to hold hers.

The hand chilled by the rain was suddenly touched by warmth, making Ariel Zimmerman’s hand tremble slightly, instinctively trying to pull away.

Gregory Xander hesitated for a moment, then still reached out, holding her retreating hand, his voice deep,

"I just want to help treat your wound."

He hadn’t planned to interrupt her work.

The first time he saw her filming, it was different from every previous encounter.

He admired her commitment and didn’t intend to interrupt.

However, watching her film in the rain despite her injury, he couldn’t help but act.

Since he had intervened, he had to see it through to the end, it was his principle.

He took her hand, revealing the tender palm filled with abrasions, though cleaned and medicated, the rain had washed away the medicine, and the wound was soaked.

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