Chapter 105 The Wound’s Gonna Heal
Damian quickly said, “Hey, Victor just wanted to help because someone ordered her around like a servant, even when she was injured. That was just being kind. Why do you think it’s a sordid affair? Projection much?”
The heated argument hyped up the show.
‘This is interesting. Sean and the assistant’s story was the star of the show. Until now. I think a bit more drama spices up everything.’
‘Damian and Nina were on good terms a while ago. What happened? It’s like they’re enemies now!
‘Am I the only one who heard that the production team ordered Quinn around in private? Was it Joan? She’s the only one who’d lord everyone around since she’s on great terms with Mr. Graham. No wonder Nina’s stuck to her like ants to honey.’
‘Oy, that’s conjecture, hater. You’re accusing two of them at once? The Quinn and Graham ship hasn’t sailed yet. Stop being delusional.
The chat room was getting heated as well. Nina looked upset from the scathing remark she got, but Joan chuckled. “Someone apparently hasn’t learned their lesson.”
Damian said nothing. He asked Victor to come to the grill with him. The tea time that day would be done ala picnic. The team had to learn how to grill and juice the fruits. They had to prepare everything on the set.
Abigail was assigned to grill duty, and she had to make the sauce listed on her list. While she was doing her job, Sean came over. He took his suit off and tossed it to Kevin.
Kevin took the suit and grinned like a sly old fox. “Need my help, Mr. Graham?”
Sean rolled his sleeves up and grunted coolly. The audience was still wondering what was going on, but when Sean stood with Abigail and took the skewer away from her, the chatroom exploded.
‘Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t. Ship is real. Where’s my ventilator?‘
‘Lord, is the ship real?‘
‘Someone smack me. Sean is so S**y when he rolls his sleeves up. Can’t believe a guy like him would do chores just for the assistant.’
‘Hey, Kevin’s hot too. Look at his eyes. So S**y.
Sean’s little movement hyped everyone up, and Joan was staring at Abigail as well. Abigail was a little surprised that Sean would push her away from her workstation. A moment later, she quickly said, “I’ll mince the garlic, then.”
“Yeah. Do it right beside me,” said Sean quietly.
Only Abigail heard that. She had no idea why he wanted to do that. Just a day ago, he made her so mad she wanted to break up with him on the spot, and yet he was being so flirty at that moment. She peeled a garlic and squeezed its head as she rinsed it in the basin. The garlic was white as snow, and her fingers were as glistening as pearls.
Sean was skewering some meat, and he stared at Abigail’s fingers for a while. No one saw it, but the camera filmed everything, and the chat exploded again. Abigail finished rinsing the garlic, then she took a food processor and minced them.
Joan wouldn’t take this lying down. She was peeling some fruits, and she cut her own finger on purpose. She gasped, her knife and fruit falling into the basin. Nina quickly approached her and shouted, “Get the medic. She cut her finger!”
Joan held her finger and teared up. Sean turned around. When he saw what was going on, he was
going to put the skewer down and check on her, but Luna huddled closer. “I’ll do it. You gotta grill
the food fast, Mr. Graham. Everyone’s starving.”
Kevin was still wondering if he should stop Sean from going over to Joan, but Luna did it before he
could even make a decision. Kevin couldn’t stand by when Luna was already taking action. He
quickly said, “The food processor’s blades are sharp too. Keep an eye on Quinn. Don’t let her get hurt. She needs to help Alana with the design. Can’t have anything happen to her hand.”
Sean looked at Abigail. She took out the rotor blade from the food processor. He approached her
and said, “Put it on the table.”
Abigail put it on the table. Sean picked it up, frowned, and took the basin. He then washed the blade with a brush. On closer inspection, he could see that the blades were sharp and thin. The fur
on the brush was cut through by the blade easily.
A group of people was huddled around Joan. Damian and Victor were there for a saboteur, while Luna and Kevin were just faking concern.
Abigail put it on the table. Sean picked it up, frowned, and took the basin. He then washed the blade with a brush. On closer inspection, he could see that the blades were sharp and thin. The fur on the brush was cut through by the blade easily.
A group of people was huddled around Joan. Damian and Victor were there for a saboteur, while Luna and Kevin were just faking concern.
Without caring about anything else, Victor grabbed Joan’s hand and took a closer look. The wound wasn’t deep. He shouted, “It’s nothing. Just scraped a bit of her skin off. It’ll close up after she washes it and gets some rest.”
“What do you mean wash it? She needs a medic to disinfect her,” Nina said. She had a feeling Victor was getting back at them.
Damian took a look. Coolly, he said, “Yeah. Pick up the pace, medic, or the wound’s going to close
- up.
