Karla was almost forced to laugh at the man's sheer audacity.
It must have taken a lot of effort to spout such self-righteous garbage with a straight face.
But no matter what the reporter claimed, Karla gave him the exact same answer: no comment.
Sienna's bodyguards finally arrived and physically dragged the reporter away.
The man was still shouting aggressively as he was hauled off.
He kept screaming about his noble quest to deliver the truth to the fans,
conveniently ignoring the fact that he was actively disrupting a hospital.
Lawler happened to be working the night shift and rushed over when he heard the commotion.
Hearing the reporter's unhinged shouting, his brow furrowed deeply. "Stop screaming! This is a hospital, not a town hall. Being a journalist doesn't give you a free pass to do whatever you want."
"Get out right now, or the hospital is pressing charges."
"Causing a scene in a hospital could literally cost someone their life-do you not understand that?"
"Or do you want a citation for criminal trespass?"
What the hell?
The reporter snapped his mouth shut, though he hadn't fully processed the male doctor's threat.
A citation for what?
He was a member of the press, wasn't he allowed to conduct interviews?
Why should he have to deal with hospital rules?
"Dr. Lawler, is it?" the reporter sneered, catching sight of Lawler's badge. "What kind
of attitude is that? Watch yourself, or I'll file a formal complaint."
Journalists loved treating minor inconveniences like constitutional crises.
He fully expected the threat of a complaint to terrify the doctor into submission.
Instead, Lawler let out a cold scoff. "Be my guest."
"You're disturbing the peace and you still have the nerve to threaten a complaint? Do you think you own this hospital?"
The reporter was stunned. This doctor clearly wasn't intimidated. Did he have some major backing?
Usually, the mere mention of a complaint sent doctors into a panic.
Shouldn't he be doing a complete 180 and apologizing right now?
Besides, he was a journalist. Wasn't the doctor terrified he'd twist the narrative and ruin his career with a few keystrokes?
Seeing that the reporter had stopped
struggling, Lawler signaled the bodyguards to drag him out, then
called the front desk to demand that security block all journalists from entering
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Claire caught Lawler's eye and offered a quick greeting.
Lawler looked surprised. "What are you doing here? Do you know the patient?"
It wasn't odd to see Claire in a hospital, but the timing was definitely unusual.
He had heard an actress suffered a wire stunt gone wrong, but Dr. Duncan's surgical team had it handled, so he wasn't needed for the case.
"Not personally. She's an artist managed by my aunt."
Claire tipped her chin, gesturing subtly toward Karla.
A total bookworm like Lawler paid zero attention to the entertainment industry.
He merely nodded in understanding and didn't pry further.
"Are you guys tired? Want to find a place to crash?"
He was on the night shift, so he could offer them his empty break room.
Claire shook her head. "No, we're fine."
Lawler glanced at his watch. "I heard the patient was in critical condition when they brought her in. Best case scenario..."
With so many people in the corridor, Lawler deliberately dropped his voice to a whisper.
Still, the word "paralysis" made Claire's eyes widen.
"How far did she fall? Did it hit her spine?"
Lawler nodded grimly. "It's extremely severe. Even with Dr. Duncan in the OR, I suspect the outcome won't be optimistic."
"The entertainment industry relies heavily on PR. You should warn your aunt to start preparing for the worst."