The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 268

Paisley knew exactly what Gary was thinking, and she could understand both his and the production team's concerns.

But she still asked, "Mr. Anderson, after I left, did you conduct any follow-up inspections on the set?"

Gary nodded. "Yes, I did. I promise this kind of thing will never happen again."

After all, no one could afford for something like that to happen a second time.

"What I want to know is, aside from the fallen spotlight, were there any other issues on set?" Paisley asked further.

Gary's expression stiffened. His lips parted and closed a few times as he hesitated for a long while.

From his reaction alone, Paisley already understood. "Alright, I got it."

Looking at Paisley, Gary suddenly felt something click in his mind. He had indeed arranged for a thorough inspection of the set, and the latest report had just come in another spotlight had a problem.

Based on the photos sent from the site, he realized that the faulty spotlight was positioned right above Paisley's chair.

Until Paisley brought it up, he had assumed it was just an installation mistake caused by careless workers. But now, it seemed like someone had done it on purpose with Paisley as the target.

A chill ran through Gary. He could no longer say that this matter should be left alone.

him with a calm smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Anderson. It was just an accident, and I know you didn't mean for this to happen. I won't hold anyone accountable. Once the

coldly, thinking, 'Is this woman an idiot? Being too soft-hearted would only get

lifted her gaze to Dominick, her eyes full of warning.

woman is only ever tough on me.

production team let

thought that if someone had done this deliberately, then there could

to worry." Paisley reassured Gary again, giving

Paisley's path. "Paisley,

Paisley admitted

said, "Then why are you

have my own

that, she ignored Dominick, called Lucy over,

"Dom, are we really just going to leave it like

so softhearted

car. "Let her be

and started

the car, Paisley looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her head was wrapped in layers of bandages,

dead," she muttered, her