Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 533

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Chapter 533: Chapter 533

"Let me know when you have any news tonight," Sampson said.

"Alright," Mark replied, looking at Sampson’s gloomy expression. "There’s another solution, though. A drug was once up for auction back home. It stirred quite a commotion. It’s said to be made by a venerable pharmaceutical expert. It works wonders for heart conditions."

Sampson looked up, hope glinting in his eyes. "HeartEase?"

"Yes. Many heart patients who were given terminal prognoses showed significant improvement after taking HeartEase. But Old Mrs. Griffith’s condition isn’t purely heart-related. This drug can only do so much for her.

I’m thinking of combining HeartEase with a new drug I’m working on."

If Professor Bell didn’t come up with anything, he would have to find a way to keep Old Mrs. Griffith alive.

He couldn’t just stand by and watch her suffer.

"HeartEase hasn’t been available back home for a long time, but it appeared twice in our local auctions recently."

"I’ll make a call." Sampson took out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

After a while, Mark heard him say, "Tonight at nine, in a club in Zion City, there will be an auction for HeartEase. They have only one pill."

"One is enough."

Mark was surprised that Sampson, who was usually efficient, had such good news so quickly.

Sampson nodded. "I’ll go there tonight."

Twelve hours later.

Rosemary’s plane landed at a foreign airport. As soon as she turned on her phone, she received a slew of messages.

Among them, Louisa’s WhatsApp messages and call were the first ones Rosemary dealt with. However, her phone indicated that Louisa’s was turned off.

Rosemary then opened WhatsApp, where Louisa had sent her three messages at seven-thirty in the morning:

[Rose, I heard that you left early this morning. Are you at school?]

[Are you in class? Can you text me when you’re done?]

[I need to speak with you.]

Rosemary quickly replied:

[Mom, I’m sorry. I’m abroad. I had some things to take care of. What do you need?]

After she sent the message, before she could get a reply from Louisa, her phone vibrated. It was Kelly calling.

"Rose, have you arrived? I’m waiting for you at Exit A."

Rosemary, carrying her backpack, walked out. "I see you."

"Rose, over here!" Kelly jumped up and waved when she saw her.

To avoid being recognized, Rosemary was dressed in black casual wear, a black baseball cap, and exuded a cool aura. A large black mask covered most of her face, leaving only her clear and beautiful eyes visible, which were incredibly charming.

"How many hearts are you planning to steal with this look?" Kelly walked over and took her hand. "We still have some time before the auction. Let’s grab something to eat. I have some business to take care of during the auction.

You’ll be alright on your own, right?"

"What could go wrong?" Rosemary smiled. "What big job did you take on this time? Joyce said she hasn’t seen you at school in ages."

"I barely have time for my side gigs these days. My dad said I should either take over the family business or find a boyfriend. Obviously, I chose the former!" Kelly said without hesitation. "The former brings money, the latter wastes time and affects my mood. I’ve been busy taking over some of my dad’s companies, and it’s been exhausting."

She felt bitter thinking about her recent experiences.

"You’ll see the benefits of having a boyfriend once you have one. Maybe then, you wouldn’t work yourself to the bone."

"Guess I won’t live long enough to see you having a boyfriend then." Kelly said this and couldn’t help but be confused. "Wait, that’s not right. You advocating for relationships? I can’t believe this is coming from you. Romeo really changed you!"

Rosemary brushed it off. "Did he?"

"Can’t you see that you’re completely different now? You seem to have become vulnerable. Your way of doing things has also changed. But speaking of which, where is he? Didn’t he come with you?" Kelly teased.

Rosemary told the truth. "I didn’t want him to take time off work for me. There’s no need."

"But does he want to come?"

"He actually did, but I threatened him not to."

"Ah, it would’ve been nice if you let him accompany you. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about your safety."

Kelly was worried that this trip abroad would give miscreants an opportunity to take advantage.

"I’m just going to get the ingredient and I’ll be leaving tomorrow. There won’t be any problems."

Kelly unlocked the car and chivalrously opened the door for her. "Since Romeo isn’t here today, I’ll act as him and take good care of you."

The two chatted and laughed as they arrived at a Sky Restaurant.

The restaurant had a fantastic view and overlooked the beautiful nightscape of the city.

Kelly would occasionally come here to eat in the past. She knew that the people who came here were either rich or noble. It offered more privacy than normal restaurants and was less conspicuous.

"What should we eat?" Kelly opened the menu, suffering from a bit of indecisiveness.

Although she’d been here a few times, she never knew what to order.

"Order what you like."

Rosemary saw that her mother still hadn’t replied to her message, but she did receive a WhatsApp message from Romeo.

On the way to the restaurant, Rosemary had already reported her whereabouts. Now, seeing Romeo sending a picture of him working in the office, Rosemary urged him to go eat and not forget due to work.

"Rose, how about we order a grilled black pepper steak, seafood pasta, pan-seared shrimp, black truffle beef fried rice, and two corn chowders?"

"Sounds good."

Even though Kelly was the one picking the dishes, everything she heard was her favorite.

That’s what good friends do—they think about you in every aspect, even down to the meals catering to your taste.

At this moment, it seemed like a VIP had arrived. A number of waiters immediately rushed over to welcome them.

Kelly looked up. She didn’t see the VIP, but from the respectful demeanor of the seven or eight waiters, she could guess that the person was of high status.

"Mr. Sampson, this floor is a bit crowded. I’m afraid it might affect your dining experience. Would you please follow me to the top floor?" The manager bent over to lead the way.

The top floor had a few glass rooms with the best views; they were specifically reserved for VIPs.

Sampson followed the restaurant manager upstairs, leaving behind numerous sighs of admiration.

They were all praising his handsome looks, wealth, and power.

"Aren’t we going to eat?" Rosemary saw Kelly still looking over there and couldn’t help but laugh.

"I wonder who the VIP is." Kelly said nonchalantly. "It’s 7 PM now and the auction is at 9 PM. We have time to eat—there’s no rush."

On the top floor, Sampson ordered his meal and texted his sister:

[I have something to do tonight and I can’t pick you and your husband up. I’ve already sent an assistant. You guys can rest at the hotel under my name for the night. My people will pick you up tomorrow.]

Mainly because after a twelve-hour flight, Sampson didn’t want his sister and brother-in-law to endure more fatigue.