The driver accidentally got his suit dirty while checking the car. When he saw the folks from the Harris family coming out of the mansion, he hurriedly pulled out a few gift boxes from the trunk.
These were specifically instructed by the mister to be handed to the Harris. Unfortunately, a previous tailgating incident resulted in a few of the gift boxes getting squashed, making them look rather
unappealing.-
"I reckon you're Mr. Harris?" The driver approached Attlee and offered the boxes politely, "These are a token from the young lady's parents. They insist you accept them."
"You're too kind..." Attlee hastily declined. "Rose has been great with us over the years, these gifts..."
"We don't need your gifts! Just take her ho, her family is waiting for her!" Olga interrupted them and without giving Aiden a second glance, she walked back into the house.
She thought to herself, "With such shabby gift boxes, there can't be anything good inside. She certainly doesn't want other people's trash."
Yolanda suppressed a sarcastic smile, following Olga. Her face was filled with an air of superiority as if she had just won a war. She never realized that Rosemary's biological family was in such a poor state,
but she was secretly pleased.
The Harris' maids looked at them with scorn, contempt, or pity, and they all went back inside. Only Attlee remained standing there, sowhat embarrassed, "Well, have a safe journey... I won't accept these gifts. Let's just say I've sent them back to your masters. Consider it a small token from ..."
"But..." The driver was at a loss. The mister had specifically told him to make sure the Harris accepted the gifts. But what Attlee ant was that Rosemary was no longer part of the Harris family. If she went to her biological parents' house, she would have nothing to do with the Harris.
"Mr. Harris, please accept these gifts. Mr. Harris?"
The driver initially wanted to say that the boxes contained deeds to several villas, keys to several shops, a bank card loaded with a billion dollars, and rare dicinal herbs that you couldn't buy anywhere. But as he watched Attlee walk into the house, the driver paused, puzzled. It seed like
none of them actually liked Ms. Rose. Was it all in his head?
Rosemary casually fixed the car door back in place, "Let's go."
Watching her get into the car, Aiden was taken aback. Did Ms. Rose just fix that door by herself?
How did she do that?
On the road, Rosemary casually looked out the window, her pretty face giving off a pleasing aura.
The driver occasionally glanced at her through the rear-view mirror, the more he looked, the more she reminded him of madam when she was young. Every move she made radiated beauty.
"Aren't we going to Willow Creek?" Rosemary suddenly asked, her gaze falling on the driver.
"Willow Creek?" The driver snapped back to reality, "Oh... that's the mister's hotown. Your ho is in Sumrfield."
Sumrfield, the most economically developed city in the country.
The city was divided into four districts: East, West, South, and North, with the North being the least developed.
There were four counties in the North: Misty Hollow, Lavender Hill, Golden Fields, and Seraphim Haven, with Seraphim being the least developed.
Below Seraphim Haven were four towns: Sapphire City, Erald City, Golden City, and Tranquil City.
Attlee was the richest man in Tranquil City. After accumulating his wealth over a long ti, Attlee finally moved from a third-tier city to Sumrfield this year. He beca the richest man in Tranquil City, the
least developed place in Sumrfield.
Compared to wealthier areas, his wealth might have seed insignificant, but compared to other poorer areas, he was pretty wealthy.
His personal wealth had exceeded ten million dollars, which was why his wife Olga was so arrogant and looked down on others.
After Yolanda walked into the room, she unintentionally glanced out the window. What she saw left her in complete shock. "Mom, their car..."
"What about it?" Olga followed her gaze, then nonchalantly said, "Yoli, I'm telling you, from now on, you and Rosemary have nothing to do with each other! You can't treat her like your sister anymore, you need to delete and block all her contact info. Even if she tries to borrow money from you through other ans, you can't lend her any, got it?"
"No... Mom. What I ant was, the license plate of that car, seems like it's from our city. It looks like the plate number starts with S-A... followed by five 1's?"
In Sumrfield, such a plate number was quite noticeable!
Since the car was parked in front of their mansion, Olga only saw the side of the car and not the license plate. But hearing Yolanda's description, she just laughed, thinking her daughter was too naive.
"Yoli, you gotta know, in our town, anyone with a license plate that has five of the sa numbers is a big shot! Rosemary's family lives in Willow Creek, you must've got it twisted!"
Olga thought to herself, "Even their car plates are nothing special... How could Rosemary's family possibly get such a good number?"
"Unless they live in Reflections Villa!" Olga scoffed.
Reflections Villa was the most famous, most expensive, pri residential area in Sumrfield, located right in the center of the city, where the land price was sky-high!
In the Rolls Royce, the driver spoke respectfully, "Ms. Rose, we're still 20 kiloters away from your ho-Reflections Villa. If you're tired, feel free to take a break."
Rosemary was surprised to hear this, thinking, "My ho is in Reflections Villa? In the priciest villa area in Sumrfield?"
"Can we swing by Hope Hospital?"
Hope Hospital was the city hospital, boasting the best dical resources, and not far from Reflections Villa.
"Ms. Rose, are you feeling unwell?" The driver asked anxiously, "I'll speed up..."
"I want to visit the Harris family's grandma."
In the Harris family, only Grace Harris had been genuinely kind to Rosemary. Since learning that Rosemary wasn't her biological grandchild, Grace fell ill and was hospitalized.
Aiden didn't expect her to be such a dutiful child, so he agreed to her request, and his impression of her improved considerably.
Ten minutes later.
Aiden parked the car at the entrance of Hope Hospital. Rosemary whispered to him, "Please wait for nearby."
"Sure," Aiden replied.
In room 301 of Hope Hospital's inpatient departnt, a frail old lady with white hair was lying there.
Because of her long-term illness, her face looked gaunt, and her figure was skinny.
When Rosemary walked in, the old lady was still in a deep sleep, her eyes tightly closed, her face expressionless. The wrinkles on her brow made her look even more weather-beaten.
Rosemary walked softly to the bedside, a bitter feeling slowly spreading in her heart. When did the once energetic old lady beco like this?
"Rose." The young doctor checking in on the patients looked up at her, then busied himself with so notes, "You're right on ti, we wanted to talk to you."
He put down his pen, lifted his handso face, and his attractive eyes stared straight at her.
"As you know, none of the current heart disease treatnts are working for the old lady, we used to increase the dosage to prolong the effects, but now even that doesn't work anymore."
"You know better than anyone when a person's heart fails at the end stage of an illness, it's like the heart's function has degraded to the point of no return. It's actually a miracle she's made it this far..."
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