The next day, Rosemary was awakened by a ring of her phone. Because ofst night''s drama. Oswald had given her a few days off to rest at home.


    The caller was the property manager, who cautiously apologized, “Mrs. Templeton, there are two people at the gate who wish to see you, saying that


    they''re your father and your sister.


    “No, I don’t want to see them.”


    Just as Rosemary was about to hang up after speaking. Larry''s voice. desperate and urgent, came from the other end, "Rosemary, I''ve found your


    mother’s cell phone.


    Back when she was young, and she thought her mom had died in a car crash, she was too devastated to think about these insignificant things.


    It was onlyter when things didn’t add up and she wanted to look for the phone that she realized it was missing, and even the telpany


    could not find the records.


    She had asked Larry about it, and he said he had never seen it. So, she guessed that it probably got thrown out during the car ident.


    Now, the phone that had been missing for years was suddenly found back. If Larry wasn''t lying, it meant that then her mother''s death had something


    to do with him—that’s why he kept the phone but hid it from her.


    Rosemary said coldly, “Let them in.”


    With bodyguards around, they wouldn''t be able to do anything even if they wanted to.


    Ten minutester, Larry came upstairs with Stacey.


    At first nce, Rosemary barely recognized the woman who had be as thin as a rail to be Stacey. Herplexion was sallow and haggard, with


    blotches on her face.


    Most shockingly, Stacey, who always liked topete with her in every way, hadn''t even bothered to put on makeup.


    As soon as they walked in, Larry yelled sharply, "Kneel down!”


    Rosemary initially didn''t realize who he was yelling at, until she saw Stacey drop to her knees in front of her—Larry actually had his most beloved


    daughter kneel before her?


    She stepped aside, though she disliked Stacey, she didn''t enjoy being knelt to


    ‘I’m not dead yet, a bit early for kowtowing. Speak whatever the matter is, stop this drama.”


    “This rebellious girl, I''ll leave her to you for punishment today, Rosemary. Dan’t show her mercy, let her kneel until you''re satisfied,” Larry said with a


    voice full of anger that made Rosemary’s ears buzz. Having suffered two such shocksst night, she had only fallen asleep as dawn approached; the


    aftermath of staying up all night were now all manifesting, making her feel dizzy and weak.


    She frowned, moving a little away from Larry, “What did she do that made you dragged her here so early in the morning to apologize?"


    Rosemary had a hunch though


    The goonsst night were so useless, anyone with some leverage wouldn''t hire such incapable helpers.


    She looked at Stacey kneeling there with a face full of defiance, her mind drifting.


    Larry truly loved this daughter; otherwise, he wouldn''t swallow his pride and strategically bring her to apologize and let Rosemary decide her


    punishment. He chose her over Maxwell simply because he believed she wouldn''t be too harsh.


    Rosemary’s couldn''t help but think of the scene fromst night. She had to admit, she couldn''t be as ruthless as Maxwell.


    Larry was ring. his face seething with anger and disappointment, “This ungrateful child dared to hire people to scheme such a heinous act to


    frighten her own sister; I''ll beat her to death today, don’t you stop me!


    Hearing this, Rosemary took a big step to the side, leaving him plenty of room


    He just wanted to put on a show, but he was now stuck in a hard ce. He had to p Stacey hard on her face with a loud “smack.” The sound itself


    was painful to hear, let alone the force he must have used for the bearer.


    Rosemary smiled calmly, “What she did was not merely hiring people to frighten me, but to murder. Since you know she was the one who found those


    people, don’t you know they were carrying knives?”


    Stacey was already frustrated; if it


    wasn''t becauée of Larry forcibly


    bringing herhere to apologize, she.


    would never have suffered such x


    humiliation, ° ‘Rosemary, stop


    ndeting me. I only told thea fe)


    take photos. Don''t think I dott know,


    that all the wicked things-done to


    me before was your doing.”


    ~


    Rosemary ignored her, turning to Larry. “Where''s my mom''s phone?"


    Larry looked at.this daughter who


    was unrted''to him, a trace of


    disgust shed I in his eyes. He hac


    raised hévall these years, and every a


    dog wuld wag its tail at him, but’


    she was like a white-eyed wolf;


    always baring her teeth, asif ready


    t?pounce and bite him.


    What''s the point of keeping a daughter who''s no use to him and not even rted?


    Given the case, there’s no point in hiding anything.


    “I can give you the phone, but I have one condition: you tell Maxwell not to interfere in this.”


    If it weren''t for Maxwell, he wouldn''t be rushing over with Stacey to apologize.


    Rosemary said, “Sure, hand the phone over.”


    Her readily response made Larry hesitate, “Are you really willing to let it go just like this?


    When had Rasemary be so magnanimous? She was practically a saint!


    “That depends on the value of what you''re bringing. If there’s just a wiped nk phone, then you can just get lost.


    Larry took out a phone from his pocket and opened the call log to her. Indeed, there were entries from ten years ago.


    It was a at least clue, even though she didn''t know if those numbers were still in use.


    Rosemary reached out to take it, but Larry held back, “Call Maxwell first.


    When Stacey saw this. she blurted out, “I have a condition too, I want to work at the Templeton Group!


    After those scandals exposed, nopany would take her in. She couldn''t go anywhere and had been cooped up at home every day ever since.


    Larry snapped at her, “Shut up!”


    In front of them, Rosemary dialed Maxwell’ number and put it on speaker.


    The call connected, and Maxwell’s cold voice came through, “What is it?”Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    That voice, that tonepletely different from the maniac who almost forced himself on herst night.


    The realization made Rosemary nk out for a mament. He wasn’t schizophrenic, was he?


    The difference between him in a suit and without was like night and day, human and beast!


    Her silence seemed to irk Maxwell, “Rosemary, speak.”


    The incident from the previous night


    had left a significant psychological


    impact on Rosemary. Her voice ~


    tightened, and her back ramrod x


    straight-Even though they were over


    the phone, she was worried that


    Maxwell might pounce at her in the


    néxt second. Conten beléngs to


    “Aboutst night, there’s no need for you to investigate it anymore. Just leave it be.


    With Larry appearing to be in such a hurry, she guessed Maxwell must be close to identify the mastermind behind all of this.


    The person on the other end went silent, even the background noise of flipping files disappeared.


    After a short pause, the man’s restrained voice of anger burst out again: “Rosemary, do you know what you''re saying?”