Chapter 1011

Chapter 1011 Bad News Sofia accepted his help. Nicholas’ forces were a big boon to her, and she said, “Let Tessa rest for a bit.” At the same time in the hospital, Rorion told Susan what he found out.

“Someone set up that stage lift to malfunction.”

Susan narrowed her eyes. Was it a trap? So someone’s out for me. No, someone’s out for the performer who’s supposed to go onstage at that slot. Her face fell. So I took the brunt of the accident for someone else? “Daddy, get me the performance agenda for the event last night.” She wanted to see whose slot it was originally.

Rorion’s men came with what Susan wanted a while later. According to the original order, Susan’s slot was supposed to be Tessa’s. So my hand broke because of her?

Susan almost screamed. She had a feeling she just had a taste of karma. This was supposed to be a trap for Tessa, but because she made Tessa allergic, she avoided that disaster, while Susan took the hit for her. “You b*tch! I won’t forget this!”

She hated Tessa’s guts, but at the same time, she wondered who else but her would try to hurt Tessa.

And that’s going really far. If she had fallen from the stage, she could have lost her baby. The injury would be the least of her worries.

The moment she asked herself that question, she got her answer. Eunice. She’s the only one in the orchestra who dislikes Tessa aside from me. Goddammit, that b*tch is even crueler than I thought. I won’t forget this. I’ll make you pay for this, Eunice.

Rorion was smart enough to deduce what was going on the moment his daughter did, and he was upset. “Damn that woman. She’s a jinx.”

Obviously, Susan took the hit that was meant for Tessa, and that made him mad. “I’ll make that woman pay for this. Doubly.”

He was about to tell his men to attack Tessa, but Susan stopped him. “Don’t rush it, Dad. We have to take it slow. Don’t forget what happened the last time we tried to be rash about it.”

Rorion calmed down. The doctor came for another checkup, and the both of them shut up and worked with the doctor.

Once he was done, Rorion asked nervously, “How is she, doctor?”

“She has a fractured bone. It’ll take more than three months for possible recovery,” the doctor answered.

Susan’s eyes went wide. “What do you mean possible recovery?” That’s not what Daddy told me.

Rorion frowned as well. He thought all his daughter needed to do was rest, and her fractured bone would heal.

Oh, they’re misunderstanding something. He quickly explained, “The broken bones can be mended, but no strenuous exercise for a short while.”

“Does playing the violin count?” Susan quickly asked.

The doctor nodded. “Put the violin aside for now and focus on healing yourself.”

Susan frowned. She could accept not playing the violin for a while, but what the doctor said earlier worried her. “Can I play the violin once I’ve healed up?”

“That depends. You will still have to go through physiotherapy after you’re healed. You might or might not be able to play the violin ever again.”

“So you mean I might have to say goodbye to the violin?” Shocked and bereaved, she stared at the doctor in disbelief. It was natural for Susan to react this way.