Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 472

Chapter 472: Chapter 472

Carol lunged swiftly, only to be easily blocked by Rosemary as she mocked her, "You’re no match for me."

"Don’t count your chickens before they hatch," Carol retorted, her moves ruthless. "Today, I’ll risk my life to avenge Clark."

Rosemary parried with a hint of amusement in her eyes. "If you loved him so much, why did you leave?"

"That’s none of your business."

At that moment, Carol wished she could tear the woman who had hurt Clark to shreds.

Seeing that the poison hadn’t been forced out of Carol’s body yet, Rosemary added, "Until his last breath, he was calling your name, begging me to spare you. He knelt at my feet, incessantly bowing his head."

"You’re lying," Carol shot back, launching a few more attacks. "Clark would never beg anyone, no matter who they were."

"Well, you’re wrong. He was willing to do anything for you. I even had him slice off his own flesh with a knife, and he dutifully complied with it," Rosemary smirked, a chilling smile on her face. "I even recorded it. Want me to send it to you?"

"You’re sick!"

The intense pain coursing through her body forced Carol to lean on the edge of a table, sizing up Rosemary anew.

"You’re young and beautiful, but your heart is as venomous as a snake’s. You’ll pay double for every bit of pain you’ve inflicted on him!"

"Angry, are you?" Rosemary teased, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "But you just gave me a great idea. I think it would be fun to repeat the process with those close to him."

"You wouldn’t dare!" Carol tried to attack again, but the pain was too intense, forcing her to stop. Anguish was evident in her trembling voice as she bit her lip, staring hatefully at Rosemary.

She had never imagined that Rosemary was sent by the organization.

Had she been getting close to Dennis for that very day?

Had the organization known about her and Dennis being siblings all along?

No, that couldn’t be possible. If they did, they would have killed Dennis long ago.

What could’ve possibly gone wrong?

Regardless, she would not let the person responsible for Clark’s horrific death off easily!

Suddenly, a cloud of white powder floated over.

Rosemary blocked it with her hand, her curiosity piqued as she asked, "What’s this?"

"Deadly Seven Step," Carol replied with a confident smirk on her beautiful face. "It’s a drug I invented. No one else has the antidote. Now kneel down and taste the pain Clark had to endure."

"So, if I take more than seven steps, I’ll faint?"

"No, you’ll just drop dead," Carol corrected. "Of course, I won’t let you die that easily."

Rosemary chuckled, an elegant smile gracing her pretty face, and then she named the ingredients of the drug.

Carol didn’t expect Rosemary to identify the main ingredients so easily, which made her even angrier.

Rosemary lunged, swiftly landing a strike on Carol’s heart. Whether from rage or Rosemary’s attack, Carol coughed up a mouthful of poisoned blood.

Looking at the blood on the floor, Rosemary said nonchalantly, "Finally, it came out. You have quite the endurance, unlike most people. It took quite a bit of coaxing on my part."

At least part of the poison was out.

"Do you feel better now?" Rosemary asked.

"What do you mean?" Carol leaned on the table, feeling much better, but she was still puzzled and wary of the two things Rosemary had mentioned.

"Are you Carol—Carol, right?" Rosemary coolly extended her hand. "Pleased to introduce myself. I’m your future sister-in-law, Rosemary Collins. Clark is actually my brother."

Carol froze on the spot. It took quite a while before she denied, "You’re lying. Clark only has one sister. I’ve seen her picture—it’s not you."

"Oh, you mean Serena Collins? She’s the adopted sister," Rosemary apparently didn’t consider Serena significant.

But Carol still wasn’t convinced. "I’ve never heard Clark mention this."

"Why don’t you ask him later?"

At that, Carol perked up. Clark was coming too? Really?

"My brother Clark is not far from here. He’s been searching for you for a whole year."

Carol recalled the surroundings. "Not far from here there’s only Mafia Flame... Did he get captured by the Mafia Flame?"

Was he in danger? Where in Mafia Flame?

No, she must go rescue him right away!

"He wasn’t captured, but he did get hurt quite a bit—because of you and your family. All thanks to your organization."

Rosemary picked up her recording device again, paused the recording, sent the video she just filmed to Clark, and then said, "But don’t worry too much. He just got a few slashes on his arm, took a hit in the back, needs help walking, can’t eat, can’t sleep—his mind is just on finding you, that’s all. He won’t die from those."

Carol’s heart tightened unexpectedly. Was his injury that severe? Did he see a doctor? That fool... why did he even come here?!

Didn’t she break up with him?

Why was he so foolish!

"As for my identity, if this doesn’t prove it..." Rosemary opened her contacts, found Clark’s number, and waved it around. "You can also call and ask him yourself."

Carol saw the "Clark" in her contacts. It was indeed Clark’s number—but getting Clark’s number wasn’t a very difficult feat.

At that moment, Rosemary heard noises from outside, and immediately said, "Be careful. Someone is coming."

Ten or so people just burst through the door, menacingly.

The man at the front sneered coldly, "You traitor, you really are here! You’re all in this together!"

Ever since Rosemary left that mountain, someone had been secretly following her. Because the rain was pouring so heavily, Rosemary’s anti-surveillance skills weren’t as good as usual. Many sounds were masked by the wind and rain.

The organization’s people saw Dennis run to the front of the castle causing a ruckus. A long time ago, they suspected Dennis’ identity. In the end, they saw Dennis bring Rosemary there and even purposely waited outside—until that moment to burst in.

"What’s your relationship with Mafia Flame?" the man at the front angrily asked again. "Are you Mr. Bryant’s woman?"

Only Mr. Bryant’s woman had the privilege to live in that castle and receive so much respect from Mr. Bryant’s men.

Rosemary was stunned.

"Oh, you could say that," Rosemary smirked playfully. "Aren’t you going to make a move? You’re so slow. Is this the speed of your organization?"

"You dare to look down on us? You hurt our Mathew and so many brothers. Today, I will definitely tie you up and take you to Mr. Bryant—let him personally punish you!"

For the stability of Mafia Flame, Mr. Bryant certainly wouldn’t discard a woman.

After all, Mr. Bryant was notoriously cold-blooded.

That woman even had the audacity to cause a commotion in their organization and delete the records on all their lab computers.

They must make an example out of her.

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