Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 641

Chapter 641: Chapter 641

The moment Aurelie’s boyfriend heard, he hastily scooped up his girlfriend and left.

Rosemary grabbed her bag and walked out of the crowd. Bard softly asked, "Are you hurt?"

"They’re no match for me." Rosemary looked up and asked, "Uncle Bard, do you know who they are?"

"Not sure. Could be some enemies of mine."

"Well, we’ll have to look into that."

Bard was surprised to see Rosemary’s eyes remain calm and serene. Just how strong must her mental fortitude be—how courageous—to maintain such a nonchalant expression?

What had she been through? Who had she learned from to possess such awe-inspiring power and ability?

"I was careless. I didn’t bring any backup today. Thought we could enjoy a quiet meal."

He hadn’t expected such a thing to happen, and his niece didn’t even get to finish her meal. Thinking about how she only had a few bites, he felt guilty.

"Let me take you to another restaurant."

"No need. I’ll just have something at home."

It was a pity about the dishes they didn’t get to try—the red wine-braised beef, pan-fried foie gras, bouillabaisse, and so on.

She hadn’t had a single bite.

"I’ll have it made," Bard said as he called his home chef, ordering them to prepare the most representative dishes in the shortest time possible. He was adamant that his beloved niece should eat to her heart’s content.

On the way home.

Rosemary suddenly remembered something.

"Uncle Bard, I left something at the hospital. Are we passing by? If we are, I’d like to pick it up."

"What did you forget? I’ll go get it."

"I’ll go and check on Grandpa while I’m there."

After all, that acupuncture kit was a gift from Romeo. She felt uncomfortable without it.

When Bard heard about her forgotten acupuncture kit, he knew how important these tools were to medical practitioners. They needed to have them at all times, or they felt uneasy.

He could understand, so he drove to the hospital entrance.

"Then let me accompany you up."

"No need. You can wait here."

"Then go quickly and come back."

"Okay."

As Rosemary got out of the car, she immediately messaged her subordinates to investigate who had been at the restaurant before the power outage. The chandelier was definitely tampered with in advance.

Meanwhile, Bard, in the car, was also making a call to his men.

"Check if any of those gangs have been acting out."

The man on the phone immediately asked, "Mr. Bard, has anything happened? Are you alright?"

"Have you ever seen me in trouble?"

"Well, that’s true."

"Tonight, Rose and I were at a restaurant. A group of people attacked us without reason," Bard briefly recounted the incident.

The man on the phone speculated, "Could they have targeted you? But when they saw Ms. Rose’s agile moves, they retreated and quickly evacuated."

"They’ve been stabbed multiple times. They won’t get far. Check along the way, catch them, and interrogate them well."

"Yes, Mr. Bard."

After ending the call, Bard looked ahead, his eyes a bit more profound.

Rosemary then ordered her men, "Those people are seriously injured. They won’t get far. Catch them, and we must get some answers."

"Yes, boss."

Inside the hospital.

Rosemary made her way to the surgery level and retrieved her first aid kit from the locker room. She then took the elevator up to the VIP floor to check on her grandfather.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, she sensed something was off.

The hallway was eerily quiet, with no one in sight, and a faint scent of lavender lingered in the air.

She immediately grabbed a piece of mint candy from her bag, unwrapped it, and let it dissolve in her mouth before cautiously moving forward.

The nurses at the reception desk were all slumped over, seemingly asleep.

Arriving at her grandfather’s room, she peered through the small window and saw a person injecting an unknown substance into her grandfather’s arm.

Swiftly kicking the door open, Rosemary lunged at the intruder.

The person was quick to respond, blocking her attack.

Under the faint moonlight, Rosemary recognized the man. It was Mr. Elliot!

She had not expected to bump into Mr. Elliot, her uncle’s right-hand man, in such a situation.

"Well, since you’ve asked for it, you can keep your grandfather company in the afterlife!" Mr. Elliot quickly pulled out a small knife and lunged at Rosemary.

Rosemary easily sidestepped the attack, utterly shocked that Mr. Elliot, her uncle’s trusted aide, had such a hidden side!

"Who are you, really? What did you inject into my grandfather?"

"You can ask him in the underworld!"

Mr. Elliot was incredibly skilled, and Rosemary found it hard to believe that a man in his sixties or seventies could move with such agility.

His strength was also superior to others his age. Just one of his blows carried enough force for Rosemary to feel the sharp wind it created.

Seeing that Mr. Elliot was not going to speak, Rosemary decided to take action.

In the dimly lit room, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, watching the agile girl who seemed to be fighting off the intruder.

Just as he was about to get a closer look, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa!" Rosemary turned around to see that Darren seemed to be poisoned.

Seeing that he couldn’t overcome Rosemary, Mr. Elliot decided to aim his knife at Darren.

Rosemary quickly pulled the bed toward herself, providing Mr. Elliot with an opportunity to escape via the balcony.

"Grandpa..."

Rosemary had no intention of giving chase. Placing her slender fingers on Darren’s wrist, she could tell he was severely poisoned.

Meanwhile, outside.

Bard was quietly waiting in the car.

As time ticked by and Rosemary did not return, he considered calling her. Suddenly, he realized he did not have her number.

It was an oversight on his part. He should have saved her number right from the start.

Exiting the car, he headed toward the hospital’s ward. As soon as he reached the VIP floor, a few nurses rushed toward him, crying and trying to explain what had happened.

"Speak one at a time. No need to rush." Bard could barely understand what they were trying to say through their wailing.

"We have no idea what happened. All of a sudden, we felt very sleepy. When we woke up, we realized something had happened to the patient."

Hearing that his father was in trouble, Bard immediately rushed toward the room. The door was wide open, and he saw Rosemary administering an injection to Darren, who soon coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The room was a mess, clearly indicating that a fight had taken place.

"Rose, what happened?" Bard hurriedly asked.

"Uncle Bard, Mr. Elliot—who you left to take care of Grandpa—is not who you think he is." Rosemary explained the situation to her uncle.

Bard could hardly believe that Mr. Elliot, who had been a faithful servant to their family for years, could do such a thing.

Why would he harm his father?

Who was behind this?