Chapter 919: Chapter 918
Rosemary heard their words and her lips curled into a smile. "I really have no intention to play the hero."
"We don’t need his pathetic clues. What if all the important information on that phone has been wiped clean? We could be saving Serena for nothing." Sean was nobody’s fool, and he certainly wasn’t about to let his sister exhaust herself helping someone who didn’t deserve it.
Given Martin’s character, he wouldn’t do anything to betray Serena, but he was acutely aware that only that cellphone could potentially save her life.
Chances were, he’d have taken a good look through Erik’s phone, memorized the important stuff,deleted it, and then handed over a practically useless phone to them.
It would be nothing more than acting out a formality.
It was therefore better not to bother at all.
"But what if Erik didn’t die by his own hand, but forced by someone pulling the strings? What does that tell us?"
As soon as Hunter finished his question, Kenneth and Louisa said in unison, "It means the puppet master is getting antsy!"
He was rushing to get rid of Erik.
And when people rush, they tend to slip up.
Hunter nodded, "That’s why Rose had the servants continue to guard Erik, to keep his death under wraps, away from prying eyes. If the puppet master wanted Erik dead, and Erik wasn’t dead, they’d
surely send someone to see what’s up, likely to tie up loose ends."
Louisa hadn’t expected her darling daughter to have already devised a plan to trap the mastermind, to instruct the servants to keep quiet, nor to have analyzed the situation so logically, instantly enlightening them to the bigger picture.
This clearly demonstrated how intelligent her beloved daughter was.
"This master has been hiding for years, definitely no simple feat. Convincing him that Erik is still alive might be tough."
No sooner had Kenneth spoken than Sean added, "What’s so hard about that? Sis is a miracle, dealing with a little poison is nothing to her. She could revive a dying plant, let alone Erik. And why save him
after all the bad he’s done? Just to make him spill about the mastermind. So, the boss will buy it and will show up for sure."
"Sean’s got it right," Rosemary agreed, "All we need to do is convince them that I’ve revived Erik, but he’s still unconscious and hasn’t revealed who’s behind it all. They are bound to send someone to check in,
and that’s our chance to snag a tail!"
"Rose, you’re a genius," Louisa couldn’t help but praise, "Your little noggin thinks so far ahead, so comprehensively! Let’s do it your way. We’ll have people conspicuously guard Reflections Villa around the clock. The other side will think we’re protecting Erik, waiting for him to wake up. It’s natural and convincing."
"Our precious little girl is incredibly smart and outstanding." Kenneth also expressed his heartfelt joy.
With this plan, it was only a matter of time before they ensnared their adversary.
"Let’s go with my sis’s plan," Hunter looked at Rosemary with approval and admiration. No matter what happened, his sister never panicked.
"Just one thing." Louisa suddenly expressed concern, "I called Martin earlier and he knows Erik is dead. What if, in his desperation to save Serena, he spills to the mastermind?"
"He doesn’t know who the puppet master is, what we’re up to, or that Erik’s death is actually useful to us. So, it’s highly unlikely he’d play that card." Rosemary assured her.
"But what if he does?" Louisa was still worried, ruing her impulsiveness to confront Martin on the spur of the moment, risking their well-laid plans.
"What’s the big deal? You called him; I’ll just give him a warning," Sean said, his penchant for boldness no secret.
Relatively speaking, Martin was the kind who played by the rules, a real straight arrow.
Louisa had barely dialed Martin’s number when Sean grabbed the phone and barked, "Martin, you listen and listen good. Serena has crossed my sister time and again, and we’ve been merciful enough
not to finish her off. We left her breathing and handed her over to you, which is generosity in spades.
As for Erik’s demise, if you so much as whisper a word, I’ll come for Serena’s life myself!"
Martin, who had been awaiting a text from Rosemary, was momentarily stunned by Sean’s warning, but quickly responded with courteous assurance, "Rest assured, Mr. Collins, whether Erik is dead or alive
is beyond my knowledge. I’ll keep this secret safe."
"And another thing, stay the hell away from my sister! You think she needs to save people, and that Serena, that lowlife, is worthy?" With those final words, Sean hung up the call.
Everyone hadn’t expected Sean to be still so arrogant to others.
But as he handed the phone back to Louisa and turned to Rosemary with a smile, he said, "I was gentle,wasn’t I? Just gave him a verbal warning. I didn’t trash his car or cut the hospital’s power cut, after all. That’s being pretty decent to him."
Rosemary paused a while before she nodded in agreement, "An upstanding, law-abiding citizen indeed."
"That’s who I am." Sean cocked an eyebrow, looking around at everyone as if to say, ’Did you hear that? My sister’s praising me!’
When Martin heard the dial tone on the other end of the line, his heart sank. He knew that Rosemary, in all likelihood, wouldn’t be coming to Serena’s rescue.
He couldn’t believe that even such an important phone couldn’t trade for Serena’s life.
What to do.
What should he do.
Kenneth and Louisa beefed up their security, even Hunter reassigned some reliable men to stand guard inside and outside the Reflections Villa. Overnight, the Collins family had become a fortress.
Rosemary sent a message to the two servants in the basement, instructing them to dispose of the two bags of bloodied gauze she left in the corner in the outside trash, and to casually strike up a conversation while doing so.
The script for the conversation had already been sent to them.
The two servants acted immediately.
Each carrying a bag of gauze along with some household trash, they chatted as they walked.
While throwing out the trash outside, they lingered on purpose.
"I can’t believe the master and his wife are really willing to get rid of everything related to Miss Serena."
They noticed the two dumpsters were overflowing, and many items had to be discarded beside the bins—everything there had been tossed out that day; last night’s trash had already been hauled away by the garbage truck.
"Let’s not talk about her at home anymore, in case we upset the master or his wife. Oh wait, she’s not part of this family anymore, no need to call her Miss. From now on, this place belongs to Ms. Rose
alone."
"Speaking of which, Ms. Rose is really something else, saving someone from such a severe poisoning. At first, I thought he was a goner."
"Shh, keep it down, don’t let anyone hear you. At first, when I saw him motionless, I thought he was dead too. It nearly scared me half to death."