novelraw Chapter 549: Daisy Ginger, you need to take responsibility for me.
Chapter 549: Daisy Ginger, you need to take responsibility for me.
The last sentence was clearly spoken with a hint of anger.
Daisy Ginger bit her chopsticks, pondering Edward Stephens’ words deeply and reflected on them.
"Why didn’t you call me when you went to the police station? Aren’t we living together?"
Daisy thought about it, indeed, when the police called, she instinctively went out alone, not realizing she could go with Edward.
She really had gotten used to being independent and forgot that there was someone by her side she could rely on.
Perhaps she should try to rely on someone rather than bear all this alone.
Daisy raised her head, looked at the man’s face, and her eyes softened.
*
After lunch, Daisy was coaxed by Edward and carried to the bed to take a nap.
When she woke up, the man was on the sofa next to the bed. Hearing her stir, he turned his head: "Awake?"
For some reason, waking up in such an afternoon to see him made her feel much more at ease.
"Did the police say anything to you?"
"The preliminary estimate is suicide," Edward said. "They found antidepressants in her room, and there was evidence of her visiting the hospital’s psychiatric department recently."
"Depression?" Daisy was stunned.
"I’ve already contacted the PR company that frequently works with your company to handle this issue. Your company’s managed Weibo has also posted an obituary. Once the police investigation is over, we can contact the PR firm to make the investigation results public."
Listening to how he had methodically arranged the things that gave her a headache, Daisy smiled wryly, "Sometimes it’s really strange how your mind works."
The things she found troublesome and difficult, he could easily solve.
Daisy took out her phone to check, finding that Royal Entertainment Films was already besieged by gossipers and Helen Hyde’s fans, with comments surpassing a hundred thousand and shares over fifty thousand.
Helen Hyde was a moderately famous celebrity, and her sudden death was like a mini-bomb in the entertainment industry.
But was it really depression?
Daisy lay on the bed, frowning.
*
A week later, the police investigation concluded, and they gave the result.
The cause of Helen Hyde’s death was an overdose of sleeping pills due to depression.
Using Edward’s strategy, the marketing team leveraged PR channels to divert public attention towards the stresses of the celebrity profession and depression, with discussions gravitating towards depression, so no one claimed Royal Entertainment drove Helen Hyde to death.
Daisy personally held a press conference, apologized to Helen Hyde’s parents, and, in the name of humanitarianism, compensated them five million yuan.
This storm gradually subsided, Helen Hyde’s ashes were taken back to her hometown, and Daisy’s tense nerves finally relaxed a bit.
However, just when she thought the matter was entirely over, the police suddenly called her, telling her they had a lead on the parking lot incident.
They had caught a young thug related to a certain assault case.
This time, Daisy called Edward and went to the police station with him to see the thug.
The young thug was in his early twenties, and upon seeing her, his eyes were a bit evasive. The police asked if she recognized him, Daisy shook her head.
That day there were five people, all wearing hoods. In such a chaotic situation, she couldn’t identify anyone just by their physique.
After leaving the interrogation room, the police told her that this thug, while drinking with friends, bragged about a big celebrity giving him money to assault a woman. His friends naturally didn’t believe him, so he drunkenly proved his words by showing his payment records, also stating that the female celebrity looked identical to the star who had committed suicide a few days ago.
That night, his friend reported it to the police.
They arrested him overnight.
The thug initially denied anything until they found the payment record on his phone, and then he hesitantly admitted a female celebrity contacted him but emphasized it was only an attempted assault and he hadn’t actually done anything.
To spare Daisy’s emotions, the police didn’t reveal more information, but this single piece of news was quite enough for her to process.
Indeed, those who had internal cards to pass through the company parking lot included not only Royal Entertainment employees but also its actors.
The one who knew she left early and arranged for people at the parking lot could be an employee or an actor.
Helen Hyde had a grudge against her; if she really hated her so much, to hire someone to assault her—though Daisy found it unlikely—for Helen, her hatred might indeed warrant ruining another’s life.
But now that Helen Hyde had already committed suicide, if she was really behind it, there was no way to pursue it further.
Seeing her looking unwell, the police didn’t keep her any longer. After leaving the station, Daisy sat in the car hugging her knees, frowning and silent.
Edward knew she was upset and stayed with her without speaking.
After a long while, Daisy shook her head.
"I don’t understand what she was thinking," she gazed ahead. "She graduated from college and was the first artist Royal Entertainment signed. I took care of her for three years. I don’t know why it turned out this way."
She recalled how Helen looked when she was first signed.
Helen still looked like a young female student.
She was pure, bright, and innocent.
Just three years into this entertainment industry, this giant cesspool, she completely changed.
With regards to finding a sponsor, Daisy said nothing to her because she understood an artist’s ambition to climb. Her sexual harassment of Edward, which nearly dragged Royal Entertainment’s reputation through the mud got her a six-month freeze as punishment.
The backlash got her depressed, and she found someone to assault Daisy, then finally overdosed on sleeping pills.
Daisy didn’t wish for her to die so young, but her heart still ached, always feeling she must’ve done something wrong for it to end like this.
Edward reached out, pulling her into his arms, holding Daisy’s face in his hands.
"Daisy, look at me," he murmured, gazing steadily at her.
Instinctively, Daisy raised her eyes to meet his deep gaze.
His dark eyes resembled a swirl of dense ink, captivating her, drawing her soul.
"You’ve done nothing wrong, nor do you owe responsibility for anyone else’s life. Her death has nothing to do with you. The only person you’re responsible for is me."
"You seduced me, made me fall for you, then abandoned me. You need to be responsible for my life, understand?"
His voice was low, like fingertips tapping at her heart, strumming her heartstrings.
Daisy’s heart trembled slightly, she couldn’t help but hug his neck, lowering her head to kiss his thin lips.
Edward gently patted her back.