The corners of Marcy and Fred's lips twitched, Rosemary was right, with them around, how could they possibly let her get hurt?
At first, Fred deliberately told Rosemary that they were on the mob in order to test her, but did not expect that she did not care, instead, she smiled and said, "We are friends, and real friends do not care about each other's birth and background!"
It is also because of that tryst that Fred's opinion of Rosemary has completely changed, and he usually likes to play with her more when he has nothing else to do.
"Thank you!"
"No need to be so polite with me, if it wasn't for you guys at the beginning, I might have been no longer in this world!" Every time he said this, the corner of Rosemary's mouth would reveal a bitter smile.
Marcy knew that deep in Rosemary's heart there was a painful piece of the past, a scar that could not be touched.
"Well, let's eat first and talk afterwards!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Fred hurriedly spoke, fearing that Rosemary would remember her old sadness again.
After a meal, there was a lot of talking and laughing, and to celebrate her move, Marcy asked Fred to go to the company under her name sometime and help Rosemary in getting some things.
After dinner, Rosemary told Heidi that she would not be coming back to stay tonight and followed them.
Fred had some business to attend to, and Rosemary went straight to Marcy's car.
On the way, Marcy kept on talking on the phone until she got back to the villa, then she heard him say, "Vanessa, go change your clothes and let's go!"
"Good!"
With a slight smile, Rosemary didn't ask any more questions and got out of the car and went straight upstairs.
"Young master, everything is ready, are you taking Miss Harris?" Marks asked when he saw Marcy returning with Rosemary.
"Later you take Vanessa to the bedroom to rest!"
"Yes!"
By this time, Rosemary had changed her clothes and come down with a bag in her hand.
"I'm done!"
Nodding, Marcy walked up to Rosemary and said, "When you get on the plane later, have Marks take you to your room to rest, I have a little business to take care of."
Rosemary followed them to an oversized parking lot behind the villa, where two dozen men in black suits stood lined up on either side of the plane.
"Miss Harris, this is your room, if there's nothing else, then I'll go ahead and get busy!"
"It's okay, you go ahead and get busy!"
When he walked inside the room, Rosemary saw that it was luxuriously decorated. Such a plane, even the one sent by Nathaniel's grandfather was not as good as the one in front of him.
Putting her things away, Rosemary changed into a casual outfit and leaned back on the bed to read a book.
After Marcy and Fred finished discussing things, it was almost twelve o'clock. After knocking on Rosemary's room door and seeing no response from inside, I guessed she should be asleep, so I didn't bother.
When Rosemary woke up, she was already lying in her hotel room, heard small voices from inside the living room, rolled over, and headed outside.
"Good morning!"
"Excuse me, am I holding you up talking about work!"
"No. Did you sleep well?"
Standing up, Marcy stepped forward and took Rosemary's hand, saying softly.
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