Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 642

Chapter 642: Chapter 642

"The medicine Mr. Elliot injected into Grandpa, combined with the one on the infusion drip, could create a deadly poison."

As Rosemary said this, she lifted her gaze to look at Bard.

"This implies that either Mr. Elliot is medically knowledgeable, or he is guided by a highly skilled person. Whoever conceived this plot possesses medical and pharmacological expertise far beyond an average doctor."

Upon hearing this, Bard became more solemn.

"Grandpa is even more fragile than before, and he’ll have to rely on medication for gradual recovery," Rosemary continued, looking at the man on the hospital bed.

"It might take several days for him to wake up."

If it were not for her pushing the poison out of Darren’s body in time, they might be staring at his lifeless body at this very moment.

That was why she chose to stay and save Darren instead of pursuing Mr. Elliot.

"I was careless to assume that leaving Mr. Elliot here would ensure absolute safety," Bard admitted, his voice filled with regret.

Trust, it seemed, could be the sharpest blade.

"If it wasn’t for your timely appearance, your discovery of Mr. Elliot’s plot, and your efforts to rid your Grandpa’s body of the poison, he might have..." Bard’s voice trailed off, his gaze falling on Darren, a heavy weight pressing on his heart.

At that moment, a young man accompanied by a team of bodyguards hurried in.

"Mr. Bard."

Bard lifted his gaze.

"Let me introduce you. This is Gordon, my most trusted man."

Rosemary looked at the young man who had just entered. He appeared to be in his early twenties—handsome, with a determined and astute look in his eyes.

Being trusted by her uncle at such a young age indicated his exceptional capabilities.

Rosemary gave him a nod, and Gordon respectfully addressed her.

"Ms. Rose."

"I’ll stay here tonight. You take Rose home," Bard instructed Gordon.

"Yes, sir."

"Uncle Bard, I should stay here too, in case any emergency happens," Rosemary offered.

"You flew the plane to my airstrip after the pilot got into an accident, performed two surgeries, dealt with the intruders, saved a stranger’s life, and now you’ve saved your grandfather."

Gordon was amazed at Rose’s capabilities. She wasn’t like any spoiled lady from rich families.

"Uncle Bard, don’t feel guilty. Whether I came or not, these things would have happened. It was just a coincidence that I was there. What we can do now is find out who is behind all this and restore peace to our lives."

Bard looked at Rosemary with admiration.

"You’re right. We must find the person behind this. Gordon, after you take Rose home, investigate who Mr. Elliot has been in contact with recently."

"Yes, sir," Gordon nodded, then turned to Rosemary.

"Ms. Rose, please."

"Hold on."

Rosemary walked over to the bedside table where a medical record and a pen were placed. She took the pen and began to doodle on the blank page.

Bard and Gordon watched her, both at a loss for what she was doing.

Rosemary drew a pattern on the blank page and handed it to Bard.

"When I fought with Mr. Elliot, I noticed this pattern below his collarbone, close to his heart."

Bard took a look and saw a menacing, ferocious wolf’s head.

"Is he part of the Mafia Rock?"

Gordon was surprised. He didn’t expect Mr. Elliot to have such a significant background. But they had always maintained a non-interference policy with the Mafia Rock. Why would they send Mr. Elliot to harm Darren?

"Rose, I didn’t know you were such a good artist." Bard was amazed at the lifelike drawing of the wolf’s head.

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