Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Chapter 364

A bunch of strangers took the elevator to the third floor, and as soon as they stepped out, they spotted this girl in the neighboring elevator, which had already closed. That was exactly who they were looking for!

One of them said, "She’s going down. Chase her!"

Rosemary bolted out of the hospital as fast as she could, not wanting to endanger the people inside.

Standing by the window, Hunter watched his sister hastily disappear into the crowd. Were there a dozen or so people tailing her? Was she in some kind of trouble?

Just then, a car pulled up in front of Rosemary. Upon closer inspection, it was Romeo.

Wasn’t he supposed to be at a meeting at the Dawnstar branch?

Why was he here all of a sudden?

Romeo opened the car door for her, saying, "Get in." Rosemary hopped in without a second thought.

The strangers also jumped into their cars, still hot on her trail, seemingly hell-bent on catching her.

Rosemary glanced at the rearview mirror and asked Romeo, "How did you know I’d be here?"

"I saw it on the live broadcast," he replied.

If anything happened to Molly, Rosemary would go to the hospital to see her. And the closest hospital to the competition venue was this one.

Just a quick diagnosis, and Rosemary knew Molly was infected with HN2C.

A medical genius like her would draw attention.

But the people who came today were clearly up to no good, and it would be tough for Rosemary to shake them off.

"If they find out you’re Dr. Bell, we might be in trouble. I remember a couple of years ago, people were saying that Dr. Bell had a medication that could bring people back from the dead," Romeo mentioned, giving Rosemary a glance.

She didn’t deny it but simply replied, "There was a patient who was on the brink of death. His family was desperate to find me, so they spread the news everywhere. Soon, everyone was looking for me, hoping to get their hands on this magical drug. As a result, a few who were mistaken for Dr. Bell ended up dead."

Because these fake Dr. Bells didn’t have the medicine they wanted.

"If I really had such a thing, I would have used it on Grannie Grace a long time ago," Rosemary smiled faintly. Although there was a hint of sadness in her smile, it faded quickly. "But they still won’t give up on finding me."

She’d been good at hiding all these years.

But after today’s incident on the stage, people might start questioning her identity.

Just then, Romeo’s phone started buzzing. He hit the answer button on the steering wheel. "Hunter."

Hunter’s voice came through, sounding a bit anxious. "Romeo, my sister seems to be in trouble."

"I know, she’s with me," Romeo replied as he watched the traffic. "Don’t worry, Hunter. I’ll take care of her."

"Good. I’ll feel better with you there," Hunter sighed in relief but couldn’t help asking, "Who are those people tailing her?"

Romeo, "Just some people who appreciate her talent and want her to treat them."

Hearing this, a weight lifted off Hunter’s heart. "The way they acted, I thought they were out for revenge. You take care of her, and she told me to make sure Molly gets back home safe. I’ll take care of that first."

Romeo, "Alright, we’ll meet when we return to the country."

After hanging up, Romeo glanced at Rosemary, "Hunter is really worried about you."

Rosemary, "I know."

Like at the competition today, he was more than willing to share all the delicious food with her.

Who would’ve thought that Hunter actually figured out she was in danger.

She thought she had it all under wraps.

Soon, like a swarm of bees, a dozen black cars appeared from all directions and blocked off the escape route of the crowd, allowing Romeo’s car to slip away safely.

Rosemary was caught off guard. She had no idea Romeo had so many people at his disposal in Dawnstar. Was there something about his identity she didn’t know?

"I’ve got some people on my payroll, and they came in handy today," Romeo explained, seemingly catching on to her confusion as they arrived at a barren piece of land.

There sat a private jet with about seven or eight armed guards around it. They all showed great respect when they saw Romeo.

Romeo nodded, tossed the car keys to one of them, and led Rosemary up the stairs to the plane.

"We’re heading back to meet with Hunter," he said.

"Alright." Rosemary was led by him, suddenly remembering something one of her subordinates had mentioned. Romeo apparently had another organization on the side, separate from the Triangular Zone. This organization had people spread across different countries and seemed to have some political ties.

But in front of her, this man was just a big kid. Who would’ve thought.

As Romeo stepped upon the last stair, his phone buzzed. He received a picture of a wrecked car with a dead body.

It was one of his men. Both the man and the car were gone.

Seemed like the people who came today had some tricks up their sleeves.

In another private jet, Molly sat on the couch while Hunter attended to her IV.

"Mr. Collins, is something wrong?" Molly couldn’t help but ask. "Rose considers me a friend, and she wouldn’t rush me back home before my IV was finished. Did she run into some trouble? Or is it me who’s in trouble?"

"No." Hunter finished setting up the IV as the nurse instructed, then said in a soft voice, "There’s a medication that’s not available overseas."

Molly was skeptical. "Then why didn’t Rose come back with us?"

Hunter, "She’s staying with Romeo."

"Oh." Molly had an aha moment. Romeo was admittedly pretty clingy. Maybe the two of them were planning to have some fun in Dawnstar.

"You rest up. Call me if you need anything," Hunter said, sitting across from her and flipping through some reports. He hadn’t had a chance to go over them yet.

Seeing him so engrossed in his work, Molly couldn’t help but say, "Mr. Collins. It seems like you’re always working. Don’t you have a life outside of work?"

Hunter looked up. What else would there be?

"I thought successful people like you would take some time off, go sightseeing, enjoy the beautiful scenery of different countries, spend time with family. Like my dad used to."

As she said this, the image of her kind and loving father came to mind, bringing a lump to her throat.

Her father was a successful man who would take her and her mother out for fun whenever he had free time.

But those days were over.

After her father’s death, her uncle took over the company and managed to reduce her mother’s assets. Eventually, he kicked them out of their home.

None of their relatives stepped in to help.

Hunter seemed to understand what she was thinking and comforted her softly, "If your father knew that you won third place today, he’d be proud of you."

Molly smiled, tears welling in her eyes, "Mr. Collins, I never thought you’d be the comforting type."

She always considered Hunter a cold-hearted CEO, hardly daring to look at him directly.