Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Keep quiet.” Mirabella cleaned Aurelie’s wounds.
Aurelie moaned in pain, seeming to be suffering greatly.
“Be gentle. She’s in pain. Please be gentle!” Aurelie’s boyfriend was almost in tears.
The customers around them were also frightened, none dared to watch such a bloody scene.
Blood continued to flow from Aurelie’s head. Aurelie’s boyfriend cried, “She’s still bleeding. The bleeding hasn’t stopped. She’s still bleeding! Please save her. you must save her!”
“If you keep crying, I’m going to throw you out.”
Mirabella’s expression was cold, and her voice even colder. Aurelie’s boyfriend was scared into silence, temporarily forgetting his tears.
Bard chased after the men to the outside of the diner, only to find that the staff had already been injured and fallen. He made a call, and when he came back, he found his niece treating someone.
The victim was covered in blood, and the customers around them were shivering with fear, closing their eyes.
Only his niece seemed calm, methodically treating the girl’s wounds.What kind of person was she?
The men in black who attacked earlier were skilled, yet she handled them with ease.
Her moves even resembled those of the famous Mr. Bryant.
Whether it was her skills or her mental strength, she had completely surprised him within a day.
Mirabella took out a bottle of medicine from her bag, crushed a pill, and sprinkled it on the girl’s wound.
“Wha-what are you.”
Hearing Aurelie’s pained cries, her boyfriend questioned again, “What are you giving her?”
Mirabella lifted her icy gaze, scaring the boy into swallowing his words.
After applying the medicine, Mirabella quickly bandaged Aurelie’s wound and said, “Take her to the hospital.”
“Will she be okay?” Aurelie’s boyfriend held his girlfriend tightly and asked anxiously.
“If you get her there within half an hour, she’ll live.”
The moment Aurelie’s boyfriend heard, he hastily scooped up his girlfriend and left.
Mirabella grabbed her bag and walked out of the crowd, Bard softly asked, ‘Are you hurt?”
“They’re no match for me.” Mirabella looked up and asked, “Uncle Bard, do you know who they are?”
“Not sure, could be some enemies of mine.”
“Well, we’ll have to look into that.”
Bard was surprised to see Mirabella’s eyes remain calm and serene. Just how strong must her mental fortitude be, how courageous, to maintain such a nonchalant expression?
What had she been through, who had she learned from, to possess such awe-inspiring power and ability?
“I was careless. I didn’t bring any backup today, thought we could enjoy a quiet meal.”
He didn’t expect such a thing to happen, and his niece didn’t get to finish her meal.
Thinking about how she only had a few bites, he felt guilty.
“Let me take you to another restaurant.”
“No need, I’ll just have something at home.”
It was a pity about the dishes they didn’t get to try. The red wine-braised beef, pan-fried foie gras, bouillabaisse, and so on.
She hadn’t had a single bite.”I’ll have it made,” Bard called his home chef, ordering them to prepare the most representative dishes in the shortest time possible, adamant that his beloved niece should eat to her heart’s content.
On the way home.
Mirabella suddenly remembered something.
“Uncle Bard, I left something at the hospital. Are we passing by? If we are, I’d like to pick it up.”
“What did you forget, I’ll go get it.”
“I’ll go and check on Grandpa while I’m there.”
After all, that acupuncture kit was a gift from Romeo.
She felt uncomfortable without it.
When Bard heard about her forgotten acupuncture kit, he knew how important these tools were to medical practitioners. They needed to have them at all times, or they felt uneasy.
He could understand, so he drove to the hospital entrance, “Then let me accompany you up.”
“No need, you can wait here.”
“Then you go quickly and come back.”
“Okay.”
As Mirabella got out of the car, she immediately messaged her subordinates to investigate who had been at the restaurant before the power outage, the chandelier was definitely tampered with in advance.Meanwhile, Bard in the car was also making a call to his men.
“Check if any of those gangs have been acting out.”
The man on the phone immediately asked, “Mr. Bard, has anything happened? Are you alright?”
“Have you ever seen me in trouble?”
“Well, that’s true.”
“Tonight Bella and I were at a restaurant. A group of people attacked us without reason.” Bard briefly recounted the incident.
The man on the phone speculated, “Could they have targeted you? But when they saw Ms. Bella’s agile moves, they retreated and quickly evacuated.”
“They’ve been stabbed multiple times. They won’t get far. Check along the way, catch them, and interrogate them well.”
“Yes, Mr. Bard.”
After ending the call, Bard looked ahead, his eyes a bit more profound.
Mirabella then ordered her men, “Those people are seriously injured. They won’t get far. Catch them, and we must get some answers.”
“Yes, boss.”
Mirabella entered the hospital, making her way to the surgery level, and retrieved her first aid kit from the locker room. She then took the elevator up to the VIP floor to check on her grandfather.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, she sensed something was off.
The hallway was eerily quiet with no one in sight, and a faint scent of lavender lingered in the air.
She immediately grabbed a piece of mint candy from her bag, unwrapped it, and let it dissolve in her mouth before cautiously moving forward.
The nurses at the reception desk were all slumped over, seemingly asleep.
Arriving at her grandfather’s room, she peered through the room’s small window and saw a person injecting an unknown substance into her grandfather’s arm.
Swiftly kicking the door open, Mirabella lunged at the intruder.
The person was quick to respond, blocking her attack.
Under the faint moonlight, Mirabella recognized the man. It was Mr. Elliot!
She had not expected to bump into Mr. Elliot, her uncle’s right-hand man, in such a situation.
“Well, since you’ve asked for it, you can keep your grandfather company in the afterlife!” Mr. Elliot quickly pulled out a small knife and lunged at Mirabella.
Mirabella easily sidestepped the attack, utterly shocked that Mr. Elliot, her uncle’s trusted aide, had such a hidden side!”Who are you, really? What did you inject into my grandfather?”
“You can ask him in the underworld!”
Mr. Elliot was incredibly skilled, and Mirabella found it hard to believe that a man in his sixties or seventies could move with such agility.
His strength was also superior to others his age. Just one of his blows carried enough force for Mirabella to feel the sharp wind it created.
Seeing that Mr. Elliot was not going to speak, Mirabella decided to take action.
In the dimly lit room, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, watching the agile girl who seemed to be fighting off the intruder.
Just as he was about to get a closer look, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
“Grandpa. Mirabella turned around to see that Darren seemed to be poisoned.
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