Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Chapter 536

Sampson extended his hand.

The girl poured a tiny white pill into his palm.

"This will counteract the poison in your system. In half an hour, the weakness should dissipate."

"Are you a medic too?"

Sampson suddenly found this girl quite unique. Not only did she possess a remarkable aura and agile skills, but she also had a proficient knack for treating wounds and carried a significant amount of medicine.

"What would happen if I don’t take it?" Sampson asked genuinely.

"You’d grow weaker until you die."

Danny was shocked. Could the consequences really be that severe?

"How poisonous is my wound?" Sampson questioned further.

"If not treated in time, it could be deadly."

Rosemary slung her backpack over her shoulder, put on a baseball cap and mask, preparing to negotiate with Mr. Murray to see if he’d sell her Nightshade.

"Thank you, Kelly." Sampson watched her leave, expressing his gratitude.

Rosemary halted. Kelly? Was he mistaking her for Kelly?

Yet she didn’t deny it. "It was nothing."

Seeing her leave, Danny couldn’t help but whisper, "Sir, are we just going to let her go?"

"What else can we do?"

Rosemary arrived at the auction hall. She was informed that Mr. Murray had already paid for Nightshade and left.

Nightshade was gone too.

"Do you know where he went?"

"I’m sorry, miss, we aren’t privy to our clients’ whereabouts," the staff member apologized.

Rosemary hacked into the surrounding CCTV cameras and spotted Mr. Murray getting into a black car, heading toward a floating casino—

A haven for the wealthy.

Dozens of glistening, golden buildings stood on the water, with boats weaving through them. Beautiful women danced enticingly on the decks.

Inside were the playgrounds of the rich, where they could enjoy the thrill of spending fortunes. Afterwards, there were luxurious saunas, Michelin-starred restaurants, and opulent suites waiting for them.

Rosemary hailed a taxi towards the casino. As she reached the entrance, a staff member politely stopped her.

"I’m sorry, miss."

Due to Rosemary’s youthful appearance and clothes that starkly contrasted the regular patrons, the staff member felt compelled to remind her, "This is a place for adults."

Rosemary looked like a kid—dressed in casual clothes, sporting a baseball cap, and carrying a backpack. She resembled a diligent student who had just left an after-school class and wandered into the wrong place.

She pulled out her phone and showed her bank balance. The staff member was taken aback—before he could even count the zeros, Rosemary had already walked past him.

"Miss, do you have a preference for any game? Would you like us to find a companion for you?" the staff member hurriedly asked.

Male and female companions stood in two lines, waiting for guests to choose.

The men were handsome; the women were dazzling.

Some wealthy patrons would bring several women with them as they indulged in their extravagant games.

A line of men looked at Rosemary expectantly.

The usual patrons were older, with some level of status. A young and beautiful girl like Rosemary was a rarity.

"No need," Rosemary responded coolly.

"What does Mr. Murray usually play?"

"He plays everything, but he always ends up at the dice tables," the staff member said, then pointed. "He prefers the table on the left."

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