Chapter 4 The Mysterious Fall of Hattie: A Twist of Fate and Family Secrets

Jonathan asked Millard to investigate the woman who jumped out of the window that day, so Millard

immediately checked the surveillance footage of the Sapphire Hotel

Oddly enough, there was a blank space in the footage between 7 and 9 PM Even the hotel's security personnel couldn't explain. They could only guess that the internet connection might have been lost at that time.

But Millard still found someone-Hattie.

Hattie was a small-time actress going for an innocent and gentle image, never quite making it big She was seen entering the Sapphire Hotel at 6:50 PM yesterday, heading towards the Pearl Place. After that, there was a gap in the surveillance footage, so it wasn't clear which room she went to

At 9:05 PM, Hattie's agent helped her exit from the Pearl Place. She was limping with a pain-filled expression, clearly injured.

Since the footage after that was gone, Millard took some time to find out which hospital Hattie was staying at. She had undergone surgery on her left leg the night before.

Millard had also checked her medical records: it was a fall injury.

Hope Hospital

In VIP room 706, the woman lying on the bed clasped her hands together, looking uneasy at Jonathan sitting on the sofa across from her. "Mr. Lamont, may I help you?"

"How did you hurt your leg?" Jonathan asked nonchalantly.

Hattie, with her leg in a cast, hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"You don't have to hide it. I had someone check the surveillance footage. Last night around 9 o'clock, your agent helped you get into a car and leave. Your leg was already broken at that time. You're the one who jumped out of my room that night, right?" Jonathan's tone was as indifferent as ever.

Since there were no cameras facing the guests' room windows in the Sapphire Hotel due to privacy concerns, it was unclear where Hattie had jumped from. However, her movements were consistent with the events of that night.

Hattie was momentarily stunned, then glanced over with confusion in her eyes, her mind already working on a plan.

Her agent, standing beside her, didn't dare to interrupt.

Jonathan crossed his legs and said calmly. "Don't be afraid. As I've said before, if you help me, I'll make it up to

you."

Millard put a bank card on the table, with a straight face. There's 10 million in it. Don't ever mention that night.

again."

Biting her lower lip, Hattie hesitated for a moment before responding. "I don't want the money. I um... I wanted to do that... And please rest a*sured, Mr. Lamont, I won't say anything to anyone."

"I always keep my word. If you don't want the money, you can make another request." Jonathan spoke up.

Seeing her agent giving her a signal with the eye, Hattie squeezed her palms tightly and cautiously said, "I don't want anything. If, if Mr. Lamont don't mind, just treat me as a friend."

Jonathan interrupted her coldly. "I think it would be better if you made a more practical request!"

Hattie's face turned a shade paler, looking awkward and embarra*sed. After some thought, she said, "I don't want to stay in my current company anymore. Can Mr. Lamont help with that?"

Jonathan paused before responding, "Would you like to join Lamont Group's Firefly Media Group?"

The agent's eyes lit up Firefly Media Group was one of the top entertainment companies in the country, which had produced countless first-tier stars. Once they joined Firefly Media Group, resources wouldn't be a problemnt Hattie's eyes softened, and she nodded gently "Thank you, Mr Lamont"

Jonathan stood up. "I'll have Aaron from Firefly Media Group contact you regarding contracts As for the penalty fee with your current company, he will help you sort that out as well.

Hattie thanked him again, her voice soft and gentle. Her pale face from the injury made her look even more pitiful.

As Jonathan was leaving, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Why did you go to my room last night?"

Hattie was taken aback but quickly replied, "I was supposed to go to the room next door for an audition, but I got the wrong room."

It took a while for Hattie to regain her senses after Jonathan left. She remembered everything that had happened the night before, of course.

She had gone to the Sapphire Hotel to discuss a new acting role, and the a*sistant director wanted to take advantage of her under the pretext.

Refusing to give in, she had struggled for a while before jumping out of the window in desperation.

Before Jonathan arrived, her agent had been lecturing her, saying that in order to succeed in the industry. sacrifice is inevitable!

Her agent now realized what was going on and asked anxiously, "Did Mr. Lamont mistake you for someone else? Will we get in trouble for tricking him?"

Paler than ever and clutching the blanket tightly, Hattie responded, "What else can we do? Sleep with that pig-like assistant director?"

The prospect of signing with Firefly Media Group was too tempting to resist, but what excited her even more was the chance to build a connection with Jonathan.

The Lamont family controlled the economic lifeline of not only J City but the entire C Country, with influence reaching from the government to businesses. Everyone relied on the Lamont family. If she could win Jonathan's favor, she'd have nothing to worry about!

With fate providing her this opportunity, why should she push it away?

Just thinking about putting those who had looked down on her in the past beneath her feet, and having those high and mighty people coming to flatter her in the future, what was the harm in taking a risk?

She wasn't afraid that the assistant director, would expose her. That night when she suddenly jumped off the building, he was scared to death. So now he couldn't wait to get out of her way!

After being discharged from the hospital, Jonathan got into the car with a gloomy face. He didn't expect her to be a small-time actress. She looked pretty good, but he felt a weird mix of annoyance and disappointment deep down.

Maybe because of this sudden annoyance, he found that the fact that she had humiliated him with 100 yuan. was no longer interesting. He didn't want to pursue it anymore and just wanted to get it over with.

On Saturday, after finishing her last class in the morning, Estelle took a car to the Macclain family.

The Macclain family lived in Peaceful Meadows Villa in N City, which was not accessible by bus, so Estelle had

to take a taxi there.

By the time she arrived at the Macclain family, it was eleven o'clock. The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it was about to rain. When Addy, the servant, saw Estelle, she tried to put on a smile and said, "Miss Estelle is

back!"

Estelle just nodded and changed her shoes as she walked in.

Addy's attitude was neither cold nor warm, "Mr. Macclain went out with Mrs Macclain, they won't be back for a while. Make yourself comfortable"

"Is my sister here?" A surprised voice came from upstairs, and soon after, a young girl ran down the stairs with a beautiful, beaming smile. She quickly approached Estelle, "Sis, what took you so long? I've been waiting for you all morning"

Estelle smiled and greeted her, "Carmella."

Addy faced Carmella with a smile on her face, "Miss, the dessert is ready in the kitchen, do you want blueberry mousse or chocolate?"

With a sweet smile, Carmella said, "Thank you, Addy, we'll decide on the dessert later. Don't worry about us. I want to have a chat with my sister."

"Okay!" Addy answered respectfully. As she was about to leave, she glanced at Estelle and then turned around toward the kitchen.

Carmella showed off her newly done hair, holding a pair of sharp scissors in her hand. "Mom dragged me to the salon early this morning and insisted I change my hairstyle. What do you think, sis?"

Estelle nodded, "It looks good."

Carmella touched the hair near her ear, "I looked in the mirror for a long time and felt that this part wasn't good. I tried to fix it, but I'm still not satisfied. Can you help me trim it?"

Estelle glanced at the scissors handed to her, she took them, and asked, "Where?"

"Right here, near the ear. I'll hold it, and you can just cut it off," Carmella said, tilting her head slightly and pointing at a strand of hair under her ear.

Just as Estelle was about to cut with the scissors, a horrified voice came from the doorway.

"Estelle, what are you doing?!"