Chapter 1110: Chapter 1110: Fainted from Hunger
At this time, most streets had already quieted down, the crowd gradually dispersing, with only the landscape lights still shining alone.
Hannah cradled the flowers given to her by fans, as she bent down to sign an autograph for a little girl beside her.
The little girl took the signed photo and happily ran back to her parents.
She held the picture aloft, as if she had received a birthday gift.
The family, holding hands, laughed and talked in a way that could dispel the chill of the night.
Hannah quietly watched for a while before she turned her gaze away.
Roy Yarn came over, holding a phone he had just hung up, "I might need to go back, I can’t have dinner with you all tonight."
Hannah asked him, "Is something wrong?"
Roy Yarn nodded, "Yes, Louis Snyder has been hospitalized; my dad asked me to go see him."
Hannah didn’t ask further, simply telling him to go ahead.
"I’ll speak to the director for you."
Roy Yarn gripped his phone tightly, took his jacket from nearby, "Thanks, I’ll be leaving now, I’ll call you if anything comes up."
Hannah said okay.
It was hard to hail a cab at this time, so Hannah had her assistant drive Roy Yarn over.
The hospital wasn’t close by; it was almost an hour’s drive away.
Louis Snyder’s sudden hospitalization indeed made Hannah curious.
She had a suspicion.
Could it be that the Yarn family discovered his true colors and beat him up?
After all, Louis Snyder did seem like the kind of "problem child" who needed someone to teach him a lesson.
However, considering how nice Roy Yarn was, his family was probably also quite proper, and most likely wouldn’t do such a thing.
Hannah grew more curious.
Ginny popped out, shaking her head and said, "No, mistress, Louis Snyder was sent to the hospital because he fainted from hunger."
Hannah felt this explanation was even more far-fetched than what she had thought, "Was Louis Snyder beaten up, and he fainted from hunger because he couldn’t use his hands and feet?"
Ginny bit her own paw, "Maybe."
The production crew nearby were still packing up the musical instruments, and the guests from the show were discussing where to go for dinner.
As they talked, the conversation shifted to Hayes Edwards.
Teasing him for scalding his mouth during the day, he had to avoid spicy food for some time and could only drink porridge.
It was really miserable.
After their conversation, they called over to Hannah not far away, "Hannah, we’ve booked the place; are you and Roy coming?"
"Roy had to leave for something," Hannah explained, "I can’t make it either, sorry, I have other plans."
The others understood, looking at the black sedan parked not too far away, their smiles laden with innuendo, "Alright, you go ahead, we can meet up another time."
Hannah nodded and agreed.
The show’s director also knew who was waiting for Hannah. Since there was nothing left to reshoot afterwards, he let her go without further question.
At this time, most people who walked by the river had already left.
The recent weather had been unpredictable; last night it had rained, today the sun had shone briefly after the rain stopped, but now the wind had started to blow again.
Dark clouds pressed down one after another, tinting the deep night sky with an extremely dark shade of orange.
Hannah walked up the steps, halfway up she looked at the sky as fine rain began to fall, and the moon had long since disappeared.
She stretched out her hand.
The fine raindrops that fell into her palm were quickly evaporated, leaving only a trace of coolness.
The next second, an umbrella in a deep color appeared over her head.
Arnold Simmons held the umbrella high, taking Hannah’s outstretched hand.
