Carl’s words were cut short by a glare from Roo.
Suppressing a laugh, Carl quickly stepped back.
"Ms. Rose," he said, "I have sothing to tell you. Mr. Roo can’t sleep. He’s been thinking about you every second, constantly checking his phone to see if you’ve contacted him. He’s worried about your safety and wonders what you’re up to."
"Get out," Roo warned. "Who asked for your opinion?"
Carl retreated to the door, still laughing.
"If Mr. Roo won’t say it, I have to say it for him."
His tone was a bit innocent.
Rosemary smiled at Roo.
"So you didn’t listen to . You haven’t rested properly today."
"I was worried about you," Roo touched her face. "Let’s talk about it when we get ho."
"Okay."
Everyone around them was stunned.
Mr. Elliot had not expected Roo to be here for this young woman. Were they dating? Roo was actually obeying a girl’s words and looking at her with such indulgence.
Gordon was also surprised to find out that Ms. Rose had a boyfriend, and he was none other than the famous Roo, the man in charge of the McMillian Corporation.
His gaze darkened montarily.
Mr. Elliot knew that falling into Roo’s hands would be worse than death. As he stepped out of the room, he saw rusty nails on the wall of the dilapidated alley and suddenly ramd his head into them.
Rosemary, noticing his intentions, quickly reached out to stop him.
The rusty nail scraped the back of Rosemary’s hand. At the sa ti, she kicked Mr. Elliot to the ground.
"Rose." Roo’s heart jumped as he grabbed her hand. A small cut had been made on the back of it. His heart seed to have been cut as well, suddenly aching.
He asked if the dicine in the bottle could stop the bleeding, and, receiving an affirmative answer, quickly applied it to Rosemary’s wound, his movents light and quick.
Gordon looked at his concerned expression, and then thought about his rough movents when he had poured the dicine on his own back.
He seed like a completely different person.
"You want to die? It’s not that easy!"
Carl had Mr. Elliot tied up and gave him a few hard hits.
"You’ve hurt Ms. Rose. Now it’s your turn!"
"Try it!" Mr. Elliot shouted.
He knew that falling into their hands would be worse than suicide.
After bandaging Rosemary’s wound, Roo shot him a cold look.
"I don’t know if your family shares your disregard for life. It’s been a long ti since you’ve had a family reunion. Why don’t we gather everyone tonight? Before death, you can enjoy being together, and it will be less lonely on the way to the underworld."
"What do you want to do?" Mr. Elliot hadn’t expected Roo to threaten him with his family’s lives.
"They have no idea about my identity and work. My actions shouldn’t affect them. If you dare hurt them, I will never forgive you, even as a ghost!"
Carl punched him.
"You dare to threaten our boss? You’re not even worthy of being his opponent alive, let alone as a ghost."
"What do you want to do? Co at ! Don’t hurt them!" Mr. Elliot was terrified for his family.
"You don’t have the right to negotiate with , especially after you hurt her."
Roo extended his hand, and Carl imdiately placed a small knife in it.
Whoever dared to hurt Ms. Rose was clearly tired of living.
As Roo approached Mr. Elliot step by step, Gordon was worried that the man Rosemary wanted might be killed by Roo in advance.
Rosemary just stood aside as if this was a common occurrence, her expression sowhat cold.
In the pouring rain, Roo’s henchn held an umbrella over him, while others ford a human barrier behind him, blocking Rosemary’s line of sight.
Almost instantly, the bloodcurdling scream of Mr. Elliot reverberated through the air.
Roo discarded the bloodstained switchblade to the side.
Carl handed him a disinfectant wipe, and after Roo cleaned his hands, he tossed that aside as well.
"You should consider yourself lucky that I only severed tendons in your hand. If any harm cos to Ms. Rose, your whole family will pay the price."
Mr. Elliot’s entire hand trembled with pain, his nerves screaming in agony that almost led to him blacking out.
It was at this mont that he truly witnessed the ruthlessness of Roo. His gentle, devoted, and doting deanor within the confines of the house was solely reserved for Rosemary.
Outside, he remained as cold-blooded and brutal as ever.
Roo glanced at his n, who quickly seized Mr. Elliot and forced him to move forward.
Taking the umbrella from his henchman, Roo approached Rosemary, drawing her into his embrace.
"Move closer. Don’t get wet."
Upon seeing the man wrapping an arm around Rosemary and slowly walking away, Gordon paused for a mont before catching up with them.
In front, Mr. Elliot kept looking back.
"Please, don’t harm my family. I will tell you everything I know. Please spare them."
His family was his weak point.
But no one responded to him.
Roo and Rosemary continued forward, their silhouettes perfectly matched, causing Gordon’s gaze to darken even further.
The rain was relentless, keeping people indoors. Seven or eight black sedans were parked by the street. Carl respectfully opened the car door for Rosemary.
"Carl, take him to my uncle’s place. Let him handle it," Rosemary instructed.
"Yes, Ms. Rose."
As Rosemary got into the car, Roo followed suit. After Carl closed the door behind them, he looked at Gordon with a puzzled expression, asking,
"Are you with Ms. Rose?"
"Yes." Gordon was planning to hail a cab back ho.
But the man in the car spoke up,
"Carl, let him in."
Carl was surprised. Roo was actually letting an outsider interrupt his ti with Ms. Rose.
Without a second thought, Carl opened the passenger door, gesturing respectfully for Gordon to get in.
"Please."
Gordon obliged, getting into the car and looking towards the rearview mirror.
Roo, holding Rosemary, looked at her hand with concern.
"Does it hurt?"
"This little scratch is nothing," Rosemary shrugged it off, laughing.
"If you had been any more forceful just now, I would have lost my lead."
"I know he’s valuable to you, so I spared him. Don’t worry. He won’t die," Roo reassured, still looking at her hand.
"Once he’s of no use, he won’t get off easy."
Gordon felt like he was seeing Roo for the first ti, as ruthless as rumors suggested.
"I missed you," Roo whispered in her ear.
"Did you miss ?"
"I’ve been busy lately," Rosemary responded, causing Roo to feel a pang of disappointnt.
"I haven’t missed you as much as before."
Her next sentence, however, brought a smile back to Roo’s face.
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