Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 169: The Helicopter with a Cat Pattern

Chapter 169: Chapter 169: The Helicopter with a Cat Pattern

Frank Lane pondered for a while, then said, "Apart from Director Carter, there’s the new Best Actress Claire Tanner, Best Actor Declan Summers, and the top star in the entertainment circle Adrian Shaw..."

"Adrian Shaw? Why would he be in the crew?" Serena Summers’ eyelids twitched violently, suddenly harboring an ominous hunch.

Frank Lane thought for a moment and said, "Adrian Shaw really likes Director Carter’s films. He sneaked off to the set for an audition without telling his agent and, by a stroke of luck, caught the director’s eye."

Serena helplessly massaged her forehead, remembering the youth who had fought with her over spicy strips, feeling both amusement and irritation.

Although Lucas Shaw seemed very cold towards this younger brother on the surface, it was obvious to any discerning eye that he was very fond of him.

If Lucas Shaw found out that Adrian Shaw had gone off to film secretly and was now trapped in Prosperity Hill...

"President, do you know Adrian Shaw?" noticing Serena’s odd behavior, Frank Lane curiously inquired.

"Sort of." Serena answered indifferently.

In truth, not very well.

It’s just that she had secretly eaten the junk food Adrian Shaw had stored in the fridge and had been caught in the act.

Frank Lane didn’t think too much about it and started browsing through his emails on his phone.

Prosperity Hill was located in a remote area with few visitors and the torrential rain directly caused flash floods, destroying the homes of many residents at the foot of the mountain.

Vincent Carter and his team were stranded on the mountain, and the once glamorous stars were now in disarray.

They set up tents in a relatively safe place, with everyone hiding inside, their faces unable to conceal the despair and wretchedness.

The food they had brought was almost entirely consumed and there was scarce water left.

At night, no one dared to sleep easily, fearing that they might be swept away by the flood, and heavy dark circles under their eyes were evident.

Wrapped tightly in a blanket, Claire Tanner’s lips were pale and her body uncontrollably shivered, "Di-Director Carter, if this continues, we will probably all die here. I can’t take it anymore, I feel so dreadful..."

Since last night, Claire Tanner had been running a high fever, but there were no fever reducers at hand; they could only cover her with the few remaining blankets they had.

Beside Claire Tanner, another woman lay. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, her lovely face devoid of color, enduring the pain in her body.

She was a second-tier actress with decent acting skills but had never been particularly popular. This time, she was fortunate enough to be selected by Vincent Carter, and she always felt that it was a blessing she had cultivated over many lifetimes.

Because Director Carter was different from other directors— he had only one criterion for choosing actors, and that was matching the image of the script.

No matter how big a name, to get a role in Director Carter’s film required his approval.

Two years ago, an actress tried to use her capital to get into one of Vincent Carter’s movies, only to be scolded to tears by the director.

He didn’t show a shred of consideration for capital interests.

Crystal Harper felt incredibly lucky that she was chosen by the director, able to participate in his new film "Half City Mist."

From the beginning of the casting process, the film had attracted much attention, and many were speculating whether Vincent Carter would create another new legend.

To play a part in Director Carter’s film, and to be the third female lead at that, was an unexpected joy for Crystal Harper.

Unfortunately... during the sudden torrential rain, she was accidentally swept off the hillside by the flood and injured her leg.

It had been two whole days already.

From experiencing pain that made it impossible to breathe at the beginning to the numbness now, Crystal Harper hardly held any hope.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and a tear slid down her cheek, the crystal clear droplet disappearing into her dark hair.

Her hands clenched tightly into fists beneath the blanket.

Could it be true, as people in the industry said, she’s just not destined to be a star?

She was not willing to accept this.

But the constant pain in her legs deepened her despair.

After a long silence, Vincent Carter lifted his gaze, his dark, profound eyes sparkling with unwavering determination, "If everyone believes in me, just hold on a little longer. Someone will come to rescue us, for sure."

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t had water for a long time, or because he hadn’t spoken for a while, Vincent Carter’s voice was low and hoarse, as if he had used all his strength.

But it was exceptionally persuasive.

Looking into his resilient eyes, everyone couldn’t help but clench their fists and silently told themselves to hold on for just a little while longer.

As time ticked by, the torrential rain outside finally began to subside.

Vincent Carter appeared calm on the surface, but was actually panicking inside.

After many years in the film industry, he had been to the Gobi desert and dived into deep sea, but each time he came back safe and sound.

He never thought he would end up like this.

Really... man plans, God laughs.

He stood up and walked over to Crystal Harper and Claire Tanner, placing his fingertips on their wrists to take their pulse, his expression growing more and more solemn.

The men were still okay, but the women had weaker resistance. In such a severe environment, it was already commendable they had held on for this long.

Especially Crystal Harper who was seriously injured, he could only perform some simple bandaging and treatment.

And this time, his trip was too rushed, he didn’t bring much medicine, and what he could use had already run out.

If only his junior sister was here.

Among the four siblings, only Serena Summers received their master’s true teachings.

Edward Selwyn’s acupuncture skills were passable, but in terms of making medicine and diagnosis, he had no advantage whatsoever.

And him, he had never been interested in the medical arts since he was young. When their master taught them, he would goof off with their third junior brother.

In the end, he became a director, and their third junior brother became an eSports player.

Only Serena Summers took it seriously, inheriting their master’s legacy, mastering his medical skills to perfection, and even surpassing the master himself.

If the junior sister were here, she would surely be able to cure them.

It was all his fault...

He should have been paying attention to the weather forecast all the time, but this place was too remote, there was no internet connection, not even a radio signal.

He had not anticipated this year’s downpour, which had continued for several days.

Just as Vincent Carter was consumed by regret, a sudden noise came from above.

His gaze shot upward, and he quickly stood and walked out of the tent.

Those huddled in the dilapidated tent had no idea what was happening and looked at Vincent Carter with puzzlement.

It wasn’t until Vincent Carter’s excited laughter came from outside the tent that the people looked at each other with a budding guess in their hearts.

Vincent Carter stepped out of the tent, looking up at the sky, tears almost spilling from his eyes.

That familiar helicopter circled overhead, with a familiar kitten pattern emblazoned on it.

This was the birthday gift they prepared for Serena Summers when she turned seventeen.

Serena Summers was delicate and clingy, much like an adorable kitten, so they would privately call her Mimi.

On her seventeenth birthday, they collaborated to buy this helicopter for Serena Summers and even had a cute kitten pattern specially customized.

So, had Serena come?