Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again!-Chapter 903

Laura White, she knows, just a little brat, not much of an actor, with her nose always tilted upwards, extremely arrogant.

Fiona Grantham has acted with him before, and has a very poor impression of this kid.

She didn’t expect him to actually speak up for Bella Green, it practically made her furious.

"Victor."

She suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?"

Beside her, Victor Bennett raised his head and looked at her.

"Can you go buy me some fruit?"

Victor Bennett nodded, then got up and walked out.

Fiona Grantham watched his reaction, gritting her teeth, feeling a bit unwilling.

Clearly, Victor Bennett didn’t use to treat her like this before.

Recently, she doesn’t know what’s happening, but Victor Bennett’s patience with her is growing thinner.

Sometimes, often sitting there dazed, she doesn’t know what he’s thinking.

Even when she says her leg hurts, he’s no longer as anxious as before.

This makes her somewhat panicked, although she’s confident she can hold onto him.

But she still feels a bit uneasy.

Always feeling like Victor Bennett is here, but she just can’t grasp him.

Fiona Grantham looked at her own leg, a sinister glint flashing in her eyes.

She has nothing now, and if she can’t grasp Victor Bennett, she’ll truly have nothing left.

Victor Bennett had just left when Nancy Lowe came in, followed by Tiffany Howard’s parents.

Seeing them, the already agitated Fiona Grantham became even more upset.

"Didn’t I tell you not to come looking for me? I’ll find a way for Tiffany, you just wait at home for news."

Upon hearing these impatient words, Tiffany’s mother was practically fuming, disregarding Fiona’s status as a patient, and rushed forward wanting to hit her.

"You vicious, insidious woman, still pretending here. You clearly sent my daughter to harm others, and now you’re abandoning her. You’re rotten to the core."

This sudden attack startled both Fiona Grantham and Nancy Lowe, neither reacted in time.

When Nancy Lowe went to block, Tiffany’s mother’s bag had already hit Fiona’s leg.

Instantly, she screamed like a pig slaughtered in pain.

Her leg was truly broken; a hit like this nearly drove her insane with pain.

"You lunatic, what are you doing? If you dare, I’ll have someone kill you!"

Fiona Grantham, sweating from pain, couldn’t control her words from anger.

"Show your true colors now, huh? I’m telling you, you must get my daughter out today, or I’ll sue you. I’ll expose you to the media for coercing a minor to do such heinous acts. Do you have any conscience? Are you even human?"

Tiffany’s mother yelled like a banshee, her voice sharp and loud.

Fiona Grantham’s face turned pale.

"Shut up!" she commanded, then looked at Nancy Lowe: "Stop them from shouting, this is a hospital."

"Why? After doing such things, aren’t people allowed to talk? I’m telling you, even if it costs my life, I will speak out and demand justice."

"Tell me, did you instruct my daughter to hurt people? You even said let her stay inside peacefully, you’d get her out."

Fiona Grantham heard this, her face twisted with pain, then suddenly laughed.

"Yes, that’s exactly what I said, so what? I sent her, so what? What can you do?"

Hearing these infuriating words, Tiffany’s mother nearly fainted from anger.

"Fine, you admitted it, good. Just wait, I won’t let you off."