A single remark from Carol stirred a series of ellipses in Rosemary’s mind.
Was this being truly a hybrid of man and specter, impervious to electricity?
How did they sustain themselves in routine?
How did they follow orders?
There had to be a vulnerability sowhere.
Where was it?
anwhile...
After watching the video, Clark could hardly conceal his excitent, having dialed Rosemary’s number seventy-two tis already—nearly draining the remaining battery on her cell phone.
The more Rosemary failed to pick up, the more his heart fluttered with concern and anticipation for their return.
Earlier, he had seen a video Rose sent him—Carol discovering his supposed ’death’. The disbelief and deep sorrow in her eyes were sufficient proof of her love for him.
This love was even more profound than he had imagined.
Moreover, upon hearing about his "tragic death" at her hands, Carol’s eyes were filled with anger and hatred—clearly upset and distressed.
So Carol cared about him so much behind the scenes!
When Rosemary suggested finding another man for Carol, Carol disdainfully stated that even if she went through the entire world, she wouldn’t find another him.
What a high appraisal.
Carol declared she didn’t need or want that.
That ant she only wanted him—only him.
Believing him to be "dead," despite being poisoned and physically exhausted, she still gave everything to seek revenge for him.
Clark was deeply moved, his eyes welling up with tears.
All the pain, tornt, anxiety, and self-doubt brought about by their breakup in the past year—all dissipated after watching this video.
Rose had co up with a thod to expel the poison from Carol’s body, allowing him to see and hear Carol’s true feelings.
Without a doubt, this clever and resourceful girl was like a treasure to him.
He had to reward her properly later on!
But why wasn’t she picking up his calls??
Clark couldn’t help himself and dialed the seventy-third call.
Could it be that her phone was on silent? Was she sleeping and didn’t realize he was calling?
Or were they in danger, and she was too occupied to answer?
With these thoughts, his heart fluttered in anxiety. He glanced at the ti—it was past five in the morning.
The dark, stormy night pounded on his heart, making him increasingly uneasy.
Recalling the video, where Carol questioned Rose’s identity, he decided to properly introduce Rose to Carol later.
His dear sister—Rosemary.
Seeing him pacing back and forth in the living room, his assistant Donald nearly got dizzy. He couldn’t help but ask, "Clark, don’t you want to take a break?"
"Has Rose contacted any of you??" Clark asked anxiously.
"No, not at all."
Why would the boss contact them? The boss didn’t need to report her whereabouts to them unless there was sothing she needed them to do.
"Do we have to wait till noon?"
Clark had already learned from Roo that his sister would return at noon.
But having seen Carol in the video and heard her voice, he was already impatient.
He wished he could see Carol right now.
He longed to hold her in his arms.
"Do any of you know where she might be?" Clark questioned again.
His subordinate, Donald, shook his head, honestly replying, "Clark, I really have no idea."
Only the boss herself knew where she’d gone.
As her underlings, they had no say and didn’t dare to ddle.
Except for Jack, the daredevil, who dared to tattle to Roo last ti.
As a result, the boss docked his bonus, didn’t she?
Unable to keep his patience any longer, Clark redialed Roo.
"Roo, are you asleep?"
Roo was a light sleeper and quickly picked up his ringing cell phone.
"Clark? What’s up?"
"Did I wake you?" Clark felt apologetic. "I’m really sorry to disturb your sleep."
Roo hadn’t wanted to sleep in the first place, but Rose insisted, so he had to take a couple of sleeping pills and only managed to fall asleep with the aid of the scented pouch she had given him.
But he had barely gotten any shut-eye when Clark’s call woke him—twice.
Would his girl forgive him if she saw his dark circles the next day?
"It’s fine, Clark. Why are you still up?" Roo’s voice was magnetically soothing. He genuinely respected Clark because of his love for Rosemary.
"Rose just sent a video. She found Carol and even managed to draw the poison out of her," Clark announced excitedly. "But after that, I sent her countless ssages and made nurous calls, but she didn’t respond."
"Are you worried that Rose’s in danger?" Roo quickly guessed his thoughts.
"Yes. Normally, Rose would reply to my ssages or missed calls right away. But it’s been over an hour since my first ssage."
That hour had been filled with agony and unease.
His emotions were like a rollercoaster ride.
"Don’t worry, Clark. Rose promised she’d be back by noon." Roo had imnse trust and faith in Rose. "She always keeps her word—or even gets things done ahead of ti."
She never went back on her word.
"But I’m still worried they’re in danger." Clark had an uneasy feeling—as if he was about to lose sothing.
His eyelid kept twitching.
And the more it twitched, the more uneasy he felt.
The more agitated he beca.
"Do you want to look into it, Clark?"
Roo also wanted to check, but he was worried about Rose’s feelings.
However, if Clark wanted him to, it would be different.
"If Rose brings it up later and feels you don’t trust her, I’ll take all the bla," Clark assured him over the phone.
"I always stand by my word."
"Clark, you don’t have to take responsibility." Roo had also dread that Rose was in danger while he was asleep. He feared this dream might co true.
Soon, Roo sent people to investigate.
The area wasn’t too large—finding soone wouldn’t be too hard.
The rain outside gradually lessened, and the sky began to lighten. Clark couldn’t wait any longer and began pacing in the castle’s garden, frequently glancing toward the gate.
Soon, a car pulled up at the gate.
When Clark glanced up, he saw Roo had arrived.
Roo couldn’t sleep either. Instead of waiting for news at Mafia C, he thought it better to keep Clark company.
The two waited in the garden together.
After an indeterminable amount of ti, soone yelled, "It’s the boss. The boss is back!!!"
"What’s happened to the boss?"
"The boss! The boss!!!"
Everyone in the castle imdiately rushed toward Rosemary.
In the distance, a girl was carrying another girl, walking step by step through the light rain.
Their bodies were stained with blood, and it was hard to tell whose it was. The large area of red was shocking to the eye.
Seeing this, Roo and Clark felt as though they’d been struck by lightning—and instinctively ran toward
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