Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 138

The next day, Rosemary was awakened by a ring of her phone. Because of last 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 only later when things didn’t add up and she wanted to look for the phone that she realized it was missing, and even the telecom company 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 accident.

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 minutes later, Larry came upstairs with Stacey.

At first glance, Rosemary barely recognized the woman who had become as thin as a rail to be Stacey. Her complexion was sallow and haggard, with blotches on her face.

Most shockingly, Stacey, who always liked to compete 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. Don’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 shocks last 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 goons last 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 from last night. She had to admit, she couldn’t be as ruthless as Maxwell.

Larry was glaring, 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 place. He had to slap 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?”