Chapter 1028: Chapter 1027
"Let’s just go."
Martin tried to push her away, but Fitch persisted, "Don’t leave until you make it clear, did you cause Diana’s accident?"
"How could she do that? She has no connections, no money." Martin retorted angrily, "Fitch, you’ve crossed the line today."
As the wheelchair passed by Fitch, he grabbed the armrest, glaring at Serena, "No one is leaving until this is cleared up!"
Martin’s look was fiery.
Fitch was equally defiant.
"Who is the patient’s family?"
"Diana." Fitch, not seeing Diana come out, immediately stepped forward, "I’m her boyfriend. How is she doing?"
"I’m her blood brother," Martin also stepped forward.
Fitch and Martin, relief etched across their faces, were like survivors of a catastrophe, grateful for every breath they took.
Only Serena maintained a facade of calm, though inside her, a storm raged.
As a nurse wheeled out a gurney, Fitch quickly approached it. Leaning over, he whispered tenderly,
"Diana, can you hear me? It’s Fitch, I’m here for you."
"The anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet, she’s still unconscious and can’t hear you," the nurse informed him. "Family members, please follow me. There are a few things you need to know."
Fitch hurried to keep pace with her. "What things?"
"Are you a relative?" the nurse glanced at him and continued, "I’ll show you how to read some of the equipment and vital signs in the ICU. That way, you’ll know when to ring for help and when there’s no
need."
Fitch followed her into the room.
Serena tugged at Martin’s hand anxiously, "Shall we go?"
Fitch was too intimidating, and she couldn’t bear another second in his presence.
Although Martin wanted to stay with his sister, considering the hostility between Fitch and Serena, he decided to head back to the sixteenth floor where his parents were staying.
He arranged for a VIP room for Serena to rest in after her bath. When time came to sleep, he gave her the bed and unfolded a cot for himself.
Meanwhile.
Rosemary had Stinger locked up in the basement of Reflections Villa.
Since the incident with Erik, she had increased security, making it the safest place to keep an eye on their captive.
Once the cap and mask were removed, Stinger revealed a face that was young yet weathered,indifferent, and numb. His eyes were devoid of human emotion, making him seem callous and detached.
Rosemary had noticed the distinctive knife scar on his hand when she captured him at the airport. His features matched the clues they had, leaving no doubt that he was the one who paid Yolanda to commit murder.
"You told Yolanda you were my enemy, that you wanted me dead more than she did, but couldn’t show yourself. I don’t know you, though. We have no history," Rosemary confronted him.
Stinger’s expression remained impassive, silent in the face of her accusations.
It was as if he was waiting for death, his lifeless gaze betraying no hint of vitality.
"Damn it, my boss is talking to you!" Jack punched him in the stomach, annoyed by the lack of response.
Stinger merely winced in pain but made no sound.
Rosemary gave him a look, signaling him to stop.
At that moment, a bodyguard hurried over, "Ms. Rose."
He seemed to have urgent news.
"Yes, boss," Jack responded, standing guard.
Rosemary strolled into the living room of Reflections Villa, finding Lucas and Beverly comfortably ensconced on the couch, sipping tea and sharing laughs with her parents.
"Hey, Rose," Beverly’s features, always graced with an aristocratic warmth, softened into a welcoming smile at the sight of Rosemary.
"What’s up so late? Aunt Beverly, Uncle Lucas, you needed to see me?" Rosemary settled into an armchair opposite them, an aura of authority emanating from her relaxed posture.
Beverly returned the smile, gentle as ever, "Recently, some trouble befell the family businesses, and all clues pointed to someone known as ’Stinger’. Tonight, we found out you’ve nabbed him. Is that the
case?"
Rosemary’s lips curved into a slight smirk, "You both are well-informed, indeed. Yes, he’s with me."
"Would you mind turning him over to us? We’re eager to find out why he did that," Beverly’s voice was soft, almost as if coaxing a child.
"Why indeed?" Rosemary mused, a playful edge to her tone. "Don’t you already know?"
Both Lucas and Beverly were taken aback, clearly puzzled by the insinuation.
Tension suddenly crackled in the air.
"Rose, I’m not sure I follow." Lucas said with a congenial smile, his face a picture of benevolence.
"I’m just as clueless, just repeating what Stinger told me," Rosemary maintained her smile.
Lucas, still smiling, prodded further, "And what exactly did Stinger tell you?"
"Not much yet, you arrived so soon," Rosemary’s smile didn’t reach her eyes as she added, "Seems like you’re quite concerned about Stinger."
"Of course, he’s thrown my companies into chaos. I’m at my wit’s end; I just want to get to the bottom of it," Lucas said, clearly agitated.
"Stinger’s caught up in an investigation of mine. Once I wrap that up, I’ll hand him over," Rosemary stood,signaling the end of the conversation.
"How about we just ask him a few questions, then he’s all yours?" Beverly proposed, a hint of negotiation in her voice.
"No can do," Rosemary replied with a light laugh, "I know how eager you are, so I’ll get right on the interrogation and hand him over as soon as possible."
Beverly opened her mouth to protest but thought better of it, falling silent.
Lucas watched Rosemary leave, his expression unreadable.
"Rose’s always been headstrong; there’s no stopping her," Kenneth chimed in, offering them more tea with a cheery smile. "She’s always had her own way of doing things."
Beverly smiled diplomatically, "Rose’s quite the prodigy, agile and sharp."
But when Uriah himself clarified that he was the one who taught Rosemary her moves, well, that’s a different story.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while longer, Lucas and Beverly finally glanced at the clock striking half-past eleven and rose to take their leave.
"We won’t keep you any longer," Beverly said with a gracious smile. "You should get some rest."
"Right, right, you too, head off and get some sleep," Louisa said, walking them to the front door.