Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Chapter 360

Back then, when the shit hit the fan, Rose bandaged up her mom’s wounds. She even rented her own place to them at a bargain, and to keep them from feeling guilty, she lied that it was a friend’s place.

Before, Oscar was a real pain in the ass to her, blaming her for skipping work for no reason, and pointing fingers at her for plagiarism. Rose always stepped in to clear her name.

Rose encouraged her to join the Solterra Cup Garment Design Contest, acting as her right-hand man and sticking by her through every stage of the competition.

Without Rose, she’d probably still be scribbling designs in some corner, leading an ordinary life with no fame or anything.

"Really, thank you," Molly said sincerely. "It’s so great to know you."

No one knew she was thanking Queen Abby from the judging panel. They all thought she was just being grateful to a good friend.

Rose’s eyes softened. She thought, no need for thanks.

When Molly wrapped up her thank-you speech, the other two also said a few words. Soon enough, the third round kicked off.

Six models strutted onto the stage in identical dresses. The six competitors advancing to the third round were tasked to modify each dress into their own interpretation of beauty right there in front of the audience.

There was only one rule: the dress could not be taken off. It had to be modified on the model.

For Molly, this was a piece of cake. Countless designs popped up in her mind, and she quickly started to work her magic on the dress.

Hunter offered Rose some desserts provided by the organizers. Seeing her not eating, he even gave her some snacks he had brought, all her favorite flavors. He even had someone make Rose a cup of coffee.

He said, "I brought the coffee beans. Give it a try, see if you like it."

Rose didn’t expect Hunter to actually bring his own coffee beans.

She took a sip. Rich and smooth. She nodded, "Tastes good."

"I have more in the car. Take some back later," Hunter said, his eyes fixed on the stage.

"Sure." Rose’s eyes never left the stage either. She noticed Molly’s movements slowing down as if she’d hit a snag.

"Something seemed off with Molly." Hunter had also noticed it. Even though Molly was facing away from the audience, focused on modifying the dress, her hands would occasionally stop, a little too long.

The model standing in front of Molly noticed her discomfort and asked in a hushed voice, "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine." Molly didn’t know what was wrong. Her stomach was hurting more and more, but she hadn’t eaten or even had a sip of water backstage. Could breakfast have upset her stomach?

The model said, "You look pale."

Not just her face but even her lips were starting to lose color.

"Maybe you should tell the host?" the model suggested.

"No need." Molly had barely made it to the third round. All her hard work would go down the drain if she quit now.

She didn’t mind being laughed at, but now, she represented her country.

The other two Solterra competitors had already been eliminated. She was the last one standing for Team Solterra.

Watching her grit her teeth and hang in there, the model felt sympathy.

Rose could tell from the model’s expression that something was off. Molly might be feeling ill, but she was still hanging in there.

"Should I have a staff member go up and check?" Hunter whispered to his sister.

Rose replied, "No need. She’s got this."

This was her competition. It was up to her whether and when to stop, if she could keep going.

Molly was slowing down, small beads of sweat forming on her forehead. As she was about to wrap things up, she suddenly blacked out and collapsed on stage.

The audience was stunned, some standing up, staring in disbelief at Molly lying motionless on stage.

"She wasn’t feeling well just now," one of the models on stage yelled.

Several staff members rushed to her, but Rosemary beat them to it.

Rosemary was the first one to reach Molly, quickly checking her pulse. Within a second, her expression turned grave.

"Get her to a hospital," she commanded.

In her rush to leave the house, Rosemary didn’t bring any medical tools. She couldn’t treat Molly right away, but she quickly performed some first aid to let the medication gradually take effect.

Two staff members immediately carried Molly off the stage. There were murmurs about what happened, whether Molly had any underlying conditions that caused her to faint.

Rosemary stood up, scanning the audience. Her voice, amplified by the microphone on her collar, reached everyone’s ears.

"Lock down the venue. Someone’s been poisoned."

The chilling announcement shocked the crowd.

This was an international competition. Who would dare to poison someone openly?

Molly was a contestant. The person who wanted to hurt her, could it be another contestant?

Could it really be another contestant trying to sabotage Molly?

All eyes turned to the stage, onto Isabella, who was the prime suspect. She immediately retorted, "What are you all looking at me for? I didn’t do it, I would never."

There were doubts about how Rosemary could quickly conclude that Molly was poisoned. What if she just ate something bad or was simply unwell?

"Call the police." Rosemary turned to the host.

The host was flabbergasted.

Call the police??

Wouldn’t that tarnish the reputation of the entire industry and jeopardize future competitions?

Rosemary retorted, "If we don’t call the police, will we investigate ourselves? Even if we find the culprit, who’s going to believe us? Allowing a criminal to remain in this industry would be the real smear on our reputation."

The host looked at the organizer, who nodded. Only then did he dare to take out his phone to call the police.

"Everyone, on and off the stage, stay put. Do not leave."

When Rosemary finished speaking, someone raised their hand, wanting to go to the washroom. Rosemary curtly responded, "Hold it in."

The venue fell silent.

Rosemary’s presence was intimidating. Her cold demeanor gave off a vibe that upsetting her would lead to dire consequences, so everyone quieted down. Hunter, one of the judges, realized the gravity of the situation. He knew what Rosemary was worried about. She wanted to stay and investigate but was concerned about leaving Molly alone at the hospital. So, he signaled to Rosemary that he would check on Molly.

Rosemary nodded, and soon, the Dawnstar police arrived.

People pointed towards Rosemary, who called the police. When the police approached her, asking why she was so sure Molly was poisoned, she replied, "Because she was poisoned with HN2C, a colorless, odorless poison recently surfaced on the market."