Chapter 549: Chapter 549

Chapter 549:

After saying that, Tiffany’s eyes locked with Harlee’s, filled with pure gratitude and sincerity. Tiffany had come from humble beginnings, fighting her way through years of hardship to get to where she was now. Only she understood the struggles she had faced.

But throughout it all, she had kept her optimism and positive attitude. In the unforgiving entertainment industry, she had managed to stay true to herself, always willing to lend a hand to others.

“Harlee, how is Clint doing? They won’t tell me anything,” Tiffany asked.

Her eyes were clouded with anxiety, fear, and unease. She had overheard some nurses talking and learned that Clint had been involved in an accident while chasing the culprit to protect her.

Harlee didn’t want to lie to Tiffany. She shook her head softly and replied, “I’m not sure. I came to see you first. I’ll check on Clint later.”

Tiffany’s heart tightened at Harlee’s words.

After a brief pause, she gathered her courage and asked, “Can you tell me his situation? I don’t mean anything by it.”

“I just… I just feel he had saved me, and…” In the few words Tiffany spoke, Harlee felt something was off. Sliding a chair next to the bed, Harlee sat and asked in a light tone, “Why not? Aren’t you two friends? Isn’t it natural to care for each other?”

Tiffany’s lips curled into a wry, almost bitter smile, but her voice remained steady and composed.

“We are just colleagues in the entertainment business.

Getting too involved can easily cross a line.”

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Harlee inwardly thought, “Colleagues? It looks like Clint hasn’t made a move yet, just quietly willing to sacrifice himself for Tiffany.” Tiffany’s self-mocking smile told Harlee there was more to the story than met the eye.

In the past, Harlee would have let it go.

After all, she only scratched the surface when it came to Tonya and Ritchie’s love life.

But since this involved Clint’s feelings, she pushed aside her usual distaste for others’ matters and continued, “Tiffany, do you feel like you and Clint are unequal in status or position?”

Tiffany froze, her wide eyes reflecting a shock so raw that it almost screamed, “How did you know?” Yet, her response was careful.

“No, everyone is born equal.”

Without missing a beat, Harlee struck straight to the heart of the matter.

“Then why are you afraid to care about Clint?”

“Because…” After a long pause, Tiffany sighed in resignation, struggling to find the right words.

“I just feel that we…” Tiffany rambled incoherently, her words tumbling out in a jumble until she finally gave up. She glanced at Harlee, her eyes filled with caution and a deep, unspoken fear.

“Alright,” Tiffany murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as her eyes wandered to the ceiling.

“You are intelligent, Harlee. You must have figured it out, right?”

Harlee did not say anything.

“I admit it. I like Clint.

But don’t worry. I know we are not from the same world.”

“My feelings will stay buried inside me,” Tiffany’s voice trembled as she spoke.

But was it just liking him? No, it was so much more than that. She was in love with Clint.

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